My trip back home (1/2)
My trip back home (1/2)
My parents had been looking forward to seeing me ever since my sister told them
I would go back to visit them in June. But I was so busy doing packing and arranging my itinerary during the trip that I couldn’t find time to tell my parents
myself when I would be home.
When the plane landed on Beijing Airport I was thrilled with excitement and expectations towards the journey. We went to Tianjin and later flew from there to Guangzhou. But you know what, it’s only three days after I arrived in China but
I had already prepared to chuck away my itinerary. I wanted to go home and see my sister, my parents, my brother, his wife, and of course their little baby…
Guangzhou was very humid and stuffy while we were there. We spent one day to explore the Baiyun Mountain and the park beside it. But at the end of that exhausting day, I just couldn’t do it any longer. My heart was inching for going back
to Shanghai, where my friend and I met and fell in love, for going back to Suzhou, where I graduated from university and where my sister works at the moment, and of course for going back to Huai’an where my parents and my brother live.
So almost on a whim I phoned a local agency to book two flight tickets to Shanghai. It was mid-night when the plane landed on Shanghai Hongqiao airport. I didn’
t want my friend to see it, but tears came into my eyes. Shanghai, a place with
loads of mixed memories. Now looking back, I am not sure I could go through those events again. It was hard and sometimes even heart-breaking.
My friend asked me to try to remember the good memories and leave those bad ones
, if I couldn’t forget them, unstirred. There are a few friends I wanted to visit originally, but in the end I gave up. Wouldn’t know what to say. Nor did I
know if they would be available to see me. It seems by time each of us lives in
our own circle of friends and events and eventually time breaks up everything.
But my friend and I did manage to go to visit our local park and found the bench
, where we first talked alone and found our similarities to each other. Then of
course we went to the local university where I ordered food, which my friend and
I had ordered many times while we lived in Shanghai. How time flew away! The students around us changed, the staff in the restaurant changed, but our memories
were still there, waiting us to go back for a visit.
I gave my sister a call after I booked two train tickets to Suzhou. I strained my feet and probably should have a rest before booking the next journey. But how
could I wait? After parting from my sister one year and a half, how could I wait
any longer? How much I have to tell her, and how she should be happy to see me
again…
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