Aaahhh....
I never thought I'd miss Wellington this badly, but I do. I remember thinking that Welly was a great place, but just not happening enough. It was a nice place to lead a stoic, but fulfilling life, but just not enough excitement.
Which was what I was craving for the minute I was done with uni.
And so I moved, and tried a series of new things, new experiences. Did a lot of things that I think I shouldn't have, but, hey no regrets!
Until a friend from good old Welly came to visit. It was fantastic meeting him again, discussing our favourite haunts, talking about what has changed. Remarkably, a lot has changed in the years that I have not been back. Not drastic changes of course, but enough to make me feel like I've been away for decades. It's just one of those personal things, that only I'd feel I think.
And he's going back home this weekend.
And it struck me.
How much I longed to be on that flight back as well. I miss my coffees, I miss my library. I miss Hell's pizza and partying down Courteney. I miss the pies from the local delis, and the chips from Mr. Bun. I miss my good old TVB aunty who used to smile at me and ask me 'Sik jor fan mei ah, sai mui?' and would always keep the episodes of the dramas that I wanted on hold for me, despite the fact that others would want the same episodes as well.
I miss the ajumma from the Korean restaurant on Manners who would always cook up a pajeon for me when I go for my jajjangmyun. The ajussi who would always ask me if I wanted a fried egg on top of my jajjangmyun. And his familiar smile and wave goodbye as he says 'Kungbu chalhaeyaji. Nei il do ua!'
I miss the regular buses, I miss the train station. I miss the bookstores, the countless cafes dotted all over darling Welly. I miss going to Mt. Victoria at night and seeing the lights all over the city. The firework displays on Guy Fawkes. The cable car rides to botanical gardens, the familiar walk up Kelburn to reach my classes at Murphy, shopping at Glassons and Shanton and all around Lambton. Taking the bus to Karori to meet my friends. Going all the way to Newlands just to have dinner.
I miss Te Papa, I miss the harbour, heck I even miss New World and their daily specials.
But most of all I miss my friends and family. I miss everyone whom I used to see everyday, at any time.
Gosh, Welly... I just miss you.
I want to go back too...
*Sigh*
I never thought I'd miss Wellington this badly, but I do. I remember thinking that Welly was a great place, but just not happening enough. It was a nice place to lead a stoic, but fulfilling life, but just not enough excitement.
Which was what I was craving for the minute I was done with uni.
And so I moved, and tried a series of new things, new experiences. Did a lot of things that I think I shouldn't have, but, hey no regrets!
Until a friend from good old Welly came to visit. It was fantastic meeting him again, discussing our favourite haunts, talking about what has changed. Remarkably, a lot has changed in the years that I have not been back. Not drastic changes of course, but enough to make me feel like I've been away for decades. It's just one of those personal things, that only I'd feel I think.
And he's going back home this weekend.
And it struck me.
How much I longed to be on that flight back as well. I miss my coffees, I miss my library. I miss Hell's pizza and partying down Courteney. I miss the pies from the local delis, and the chips from Mr. Bun. I miss my good old TVB aunty who used to smile at me and ask me 'Sik jor fan mei ah, sai mui?' and would always keep the episodes of the dramas that I wanted on hold for me, despite the fact that others would want the same episodes as well.
I miss the ajumma from the Korean restaurant on Manners who would always cook up a pajeon for me when I go for my jajjangmyun. The ajussi who would always ask me if I wanted a fried egg on top of my jajjangmyun. And his familiar smile and wave goodbye as he says 'Kungbu chalhaeyaji. Nei il do ua!'
I miss the regular buses, I miss the train station. I miss the bookstores, the countless cafes dotted all over darling Welly. I miss going to Mt. Victoria at night and seeing the lights all over the city. The firework displays on Guy Fawkes. The cable car rides to botanical gardens, the familiar walk up Kelburn to reach my classes at Murphy, shopping at Glassons and Shanton and all around Lambton. Taking the bus to Karori to meet my friends. Going all the way to Newlands just to have dinner.
I miss Te Papa, I miss the harbour, heck I even miss New World and their daily specials.
But most of all I miss my friends and family. I miss everyone whom I used to see everyday, at any time.
Gosh, Welly... I just miss you.
I want to go back too...
*Sigh*
