What a great life!

Last night I went to a glam bar in Central called "Red". It was at the top of the IFC building and the outdoor lounge overlooked the city and ocean. Couches and tables a plenty with ex-pats everywhere tossing drinks and dragging smokes. It was like being at play in the neon heart of Hong Kong.

So I met this lady almost a year ago while I was in Vancouver studying at UBC. She came to campus with her company doing a recruitment tour. Well, we hit it off quite well way back then and so I kept in touch with her via email ever since.

Well as life turned out, I find myself in the city she was living in, so I got in touch with her and she recommened we get together at Red.

We laughed and chatted about life in Hong Kong, working here, the people, ex-pats, travel, and most any subject under the sun (moon). Although this would have been only the second time we ever hung out together, it was such a great time we felt like old friends. Good thing too since I think we each had about 8 drinks and decimated a carton of smokes (I wondered how she could have such stamina until I found out that she was Irish/Spanish. Now it makes perfect sense).

At one point I realized that the lights were dim and the drone of lounge noise was gone so I turned my head back to the bar and saw that Red was in fact closed, lights were off, and staff already buggered off. So we literally closed Red down. Not bad for 5 hour stay.

It was a great evening and a bloody cab ride home for me. So here I am thinking that I've met an awesome friend based on a short evening in UBC. One beer back in Vancouver was the cause of one night in Hong Kong. What a great life.....too bad the hangovers come with it like luggage.