Monday, March 10, 2008
Remake/Remodel
I tried but I could not find a way .....
This afternoon I sat out at the new house, waiting for some deliveries. Background noise was birds chirping, water dripping from leaky pipes from the house next door, dogs barking and the not quite constant roar of jet engines from planes overhead, as Sai Kung is in the flight path to HKIA. It's almost as if the powers that be decided that Sai Kung is too nice and had to come up with a way to spoil it and make it like the rest of Hong Kong, hence airplanes during the day.
I'm not complaining, mind you, even if it seems like that. Because I came back to my flat in Mid Levels (only 2 more nights to sleep here!) to find my old building under attack once again from sledge hammers and power tools. Only 28 flats in the building, yet there seems to be no respite from renovation madness.
The folks in my village are said to have a reputation for not being friendly. So far there has been no welcome wagon, no one coming over with a casserole or fruit cake left over from Christmas past. That's fine by me.
I have met some of the people in the house next door. If I'm not mistaken (and I often am), the man in the ground floor of the house on the left, who has three dogs, has taken "Poochie" as his English name. Their helper, a young Filipino lady, seems to be named Thomas. "You lived here, sir?" she said to me when I introduced myself. Temporarily thrown off by her conjugating, eventually I said, "yes, in two days."
Today, measurements for curtain rods, lock changed, delivery of two canisters of propane (no Towngas up there), replaced all light bulbs with fluorescents. Two runs up to hand carry some of the more fragile items. Tomorrow the moving begins in earnest, hopefully done in 2 days.
Tired, still smoking too much, but eating well. Last night a yummy rack of lamb at the HK Marina Club and today an amazingly good sandwich at Cru - parma ham, cheese, mustard, tomato and greens on cibatta, with some potato wedges and a huge heap of salad on the side. Someone at the next table over got a pizza and I think I'm going to need to try that there next.
This afternoon I sat out at the new house, waiting for some deliveries. Background noise was birds chirping, water dripping from leaky pipes from the house next door, dogs barking and the not quite constant roar of jet engines from planes overhead, as Sai Kung is in the flight path to HKIA. It's almost as if the powers that be decided that Sai Kung is too nice and had to come up with a way to spoil it and make it like the rest of Hong Kong, hence airplanes during the day.
I'm not complaining, mind you, even if it seems like that. Because I came back to my flat in Mid Levels (only 2 more nights to sleep here!) to find my old building under attack once again from sledge hammers and power tools. Only 28 flats in the building, yet there seems to be no respite from renovation madness.
The folks in my village are said to have a reputation for not being friendly. So far there has been no welcome wagon, no one coming over with a casserole or fruit cake left over from Christmas past. That's fine by me.
I have met some of the people in the house next door. If I'm not mistaken (and I often am), the man in the ground floor of the house on the left, who has three dogs, has taken "Poochie" as his English name. Their helper, a young Filipino lady, seems to be named Thomas. "You lived here, sir?" she said to me when I introduced myself. Temporarily thrown off by her conjugating, eventually I said, "yes, in two days."
Today, measurements for curtain rods, lock changed, delivery of two canisters of propane (no Towngas up there), replaced all light bulbs with fluorescents. Two runs up to hand carry some of the more fragile items. Tomorrow the moving begins in earnest, hopefully done in 2 days.
Tired, still smoking too much, but eating well. Last night a yummy rack of lamb at the HK Marina Club and today an amazingly good sandwich at Cru - parma ham, cheese, mustard, tomato and greens on cibatta, with some potato wedges and a huge heap of salad on the side. Someone at the next table over got a pizza and I think I'm going to need to try that there next.
