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Describe your most memorable vacation.
I have two absolute most memorable vacations in the books. The first most memorable vacation I want to mention is the family reunion trip my dad planned back in 2006 to Japan. I believe this was the last group vacation I ever went on with my dad before his passing. It had always been his lifelong dream to host one giant family reunion with our entire family in Yokohama, Japan, including my eldest brother, who hadn’t been back to Japan since his early teenage years. I, myself, hadn’t been back there since I was 3 years old. This was something my dad was adamant about doing, regardless of cost, before he became the last surviving sibling of his generation, which was quickly becoming more of a reality than we would know.
Initially that year, my brother had already planned a group vacation with another set of his friends (another couple) & all of their children (all girls). My dad urged my brother to cancel his vacation plans & go with us to Japan. He even invited my brother’s friends to come along, all expenses paid. That was one of my most fondest memories about that trip. It wasn’t just the fact that we’d be having a full-on family reunion with my dad’s entire family, including myself & my brother for the first time ever. It was the fact that my dad paid for a whole other family (2 parents, 2 children) to tag along with us to our family event. Of course, we all became lifelong family friends after that.
Another core memory I treasure from that trip was going back to visit my dad’s family home one more time before it got torn down to become a 9-floor multi-use building complex. I have been to my dad’s family home once before, but I was so young I could hardly remember any of that time. It was such a memorable experience visiting my grandfather’s tailor shop (which is now run by my cousin & his wife) & having a home-cooked family meal at the family house. It was hotter than hell that day, especially in an old building with no central air conditioning, but we all had the time of our lives catching up & eating together. My dad’s family home is now a 9-floor mixed-use building, but I can proudly say that my cousin’s tailoring business is still operating there, & the eldest aunt from my dad’s generation still lives there on the top floor.
All of us had such a great time catching up with family, & it was especially meaningful for my brother’s two daughters to get to know cousins & other relatives they have only heard about but had never met before. My dad was living his best life, drinking all the beer, & chatting non-stop with his two last surviving brothers. My brother’s close friends fit seamlessly into our family reunion. They were included in all of our family activities, & we had a fun time bonding with them over the course of our vacation. I even got to meet up with my childhood best friend after many years apart, & we had such a fun time catching up with each other.
Seeing my entire family from my dad’s side all coming together (despite some family members not getting along) really made my heart soar. It was a truly magical moment that I will never forget for as long as I live. It is one memory I share with my dad that I cherish so deeply within my heart. Even to this day, I will reference back to this amazing experience.
For a detailed account of this memorable vacation please refer to this post.
The next memory I want to talk about is my birthday vacation in London, England. This is another memorable trip, for one, because it was my very first time traveling to the U.K. (or even the European side of the globe). For as long as I could remember, I have always wanted to visit London. My dream came true back in 2017 when I finally convinced Jian to travel to the U.K. instead of Asia. I am still trying to convince him to visit London again, or any other part of Europe for that matter, but he is extremely adamant about traveling overseas to Asia again.
From the moment we started talking about this trip, I was absolutely certain that this was going to be an extraordinary experience. I was not wrong. The incredibleness began before we even boarded the airplane. Somehow, we were able to book a stay at my now all-time favorite hotel at a jaw-dropping discounted rate. This hotel (Edition Hotel London) is supposed to be the crème de la crème of the luxury boutique hotels within the Marriott Hotels group. We somehow were able to book a room around my birthday, & as soon as we checked in to the hotel, the amazingness continued. Each day, everyone greeted us by name & sent me birthday greetings. I even got a personal handwritten birthday note (which I kept) by the hotel manager, along with a special dessert sent to our room. Then, on the last day of our stay, we were sent 2 complimentary custom cocktails to our room. Let me just say that I could not have been more impressed with this hotel & its entire staff.
Our little tour of London was also extremely memorable. Some of our highlights include: going to an Anderson.Paak concert, doing a proper pub AND bar crawl nearly every day (not just at night), randomly spotting 2 celebrity actors (who were very popular at the time), taking a tour of Westminster Abbey & Big Ben (while it was closed for repairs), riding a proper red double-decker public bus, riding the Underground subway for the first time, & getting McNugget grease on our hotel bed from eating McDonald’s at midnight after the Anderson.Paak concert.
There are two interesting stories that really stand out from this trip. The first story is about that time when Jian & I were sitting at the counter of a bar we had looked up on TripAdvisor. We were just sitting by ourselves as the bar was slowly starting to fill up for the evening, & were casually watching the bartender restock all of her pre-batched cocktails. Eventually a group of already drunk, rowdy guys saddle up to the bar to greet the bartender who was a friend of theirs. Jian somehow got a spam call on his phone, & one of the drunk guys asks if he could answer the phone for him (in a very thick accent, probably because he was drunk & already slurring his words). Jian of course said yes, & let the guy talk bullshit with the spam caller. We built up a friendly rapport with this drunk guy after that little incident, & had a great time drinking & talking. On our way back to our hotel, Jian complained that I was constantly trying to get him drunk every night. I said, “Who cares? Just have fun!”
The second story is about that time when we effectively shut down the lobby bar at our hotel. The hotel policy states that the lobby bar is supposed to stop serving drinks at 11pm & close for the evening at 12 midnight. We met an older couple at the bar, who were visiting their daughter at university in London. The wife was already three sheets to the wind as she had been mixing vodka drinks, tequila drinks, & champagne all night. Then she proceeded to argue with Jian about how to say certain words & phrases in Cantonese, proclaiming that she was an Italian-born woman who went to school in Hong Kong. She tried to assert that she was more Cantonese than Jian, who was actually born in Canton, China. It was hilarious how the two of them were going back & forth with each other in Cantonese & English.
The husband, however, was interested in talking to us about the drinks we were ordering, & grilling us (happily) about how the two of us knew so much about alcohol & their brands. It turns out that this man worked in the field of alcohol distribution or some sort, or import-export of alcohol for international restaurants & hotels. We talked to him about his job, & he was very eager to chat with us to gain our perspective from a younger generation. Meanwhile, the wife kept chatting with us on the side, exclaiming that we seemed like the kind of couple who have amazing intimate relations (to put it very lightly).
We kept having a very lively & spirited conversation with this couple all the way past the bar’s closing time, & didn’t end up back in our room until 3am. It was incredible. We tried getting this couple’s contact information, but they explained to us that they were leaving the next day, & they wanted to meet us at the hotel lobby before they left. We never got a chance to meet up with this very interesting couple, but we have a cool story to tell everyone. I believe that was only the second time in Jian’s life where he had a true hangover. The first time was when he turned 21. We ate mediocre Vietnamese pho the next day, & as Jian was staring at his bowl, he was contemplating the meaning of life.
I truly hope we are able to visit London again, sometime in the near future perhaps. I would like to have more adventures like the two I described above, maybe with my little bean in tow, maybe not (she can’t get into bars yet). All in all, I have been on quite a few fun vacations in my lifetime, but these two were the ones that stood out the most in my mind. I hope I can have more fun vacation adventures, & document them here to share with everyone. Until the next trip, cheers!
Today’s song of the day:
The Christmas season is upon us once again. Another year has passed us by, & so much has both happened & not happened. I am all at once excited & anxious for the next year to come. Hopefully things will be different in the new year.
I have said this quite a few times in my blog, but I will repeat myself once again. I love Christmas. I love spending time with my close friends & family, sharing good food with plenty of delicious drinks to keep our cheeks flushed until the new year. I also love dressing up the house with festive decorations & really making our yearly Christmas tree the main centerpiece.
Each year we put up less decorations than the previous one. It’s mostly because there’s only three people living in our house now, & we’re all so busy that we each don’t have time to pull out the decorations from storage, put them up, then store them away again. Plus, the three of us are all equally lazy people & just don’t want to bother, but justify our actions by saying we want to have a minimalist vibe for the holidays.
One thing’s for sure is that we will always have a Christmas tree extravaganza, per my dad’s annual tradition. Every year when I put up our faux Christmas tree & I start decorating it, I get a little melancholy reminiscing over holiday memories with my dad. More & more I wish he could still be with us to bring the family together. It’s feeling more\ like since he’s no longer with us, my family has become more deeply divided over the recent years. However, I’m not going to open that can of worms today. Besides, that part is not my story to reveal anyway.
Then again, regardless of whichever pot’s being stirred up, or whatever’s going on behind the scenes, I am still very much excited for the holiday festivities. This year, along with celebrating Christmas, my entire family (including aunts, uncles, cousins, nieces, nephews, grandchildren, siblings) will be celebrating our grand uncle’s 90th birthday. This uncle is the foremost patriarch of our family, the glue that holds all of us together, & also unfortunately, the last remaining family member of his generation.
It’s been a long time, practically forever, since my entire family has all gathered together in Northern California. I’m extremely excited to be celebrating with all of them, & kind of excited to show off my most beloved & gloriously decorated Christmas tree. I can’t wait for the festivities to begin (which will be just a few short days away), but until then, here is just a little taste of my household’s holiday decorations:
I love my Starbucks advent tree. I fill it each year with chocolate coins. My nephew & niece love discovering all of the chocolates inside.
Per our American traditions, we put a festive wreath on our front door that lights up with LED lights. The Asian part of us has us scratching our heads as to why Americans put up decorations that represent funerals during a happy occasion?
I got this pop-up Christmas card many years ago when I was in Japan. I never use it as a card. Instead I use it as simple decoration for our fireplace mantle. It’s also a nod to my nephew who loved Santa Claus when he was younger.
I bought this laser cut village scene at Crate & Barrel, but it looked too plain just being bare wood. So I ended up bling-ing it out with plastic rhinestones from the craft store for some added color.
This laser cut ‘NOEL’ sign was part of a Christmas card set I bought while I was in Japan. I also just use this mainly for decorating purposes. It’s not too big or small to fit right on the table next to our second front door.
This year is the first year ever that we put up string lights on the front facade of our house. With our awkward Eichler home roofline & sloping driveway, plus our rickety ladder, it was a real b*tch to string up.
HERE IS THE PIÈCE DE RÉSISTANCE!!! THE TREE………
I still continue to add new ornaments to the tree every year. However, each year I have to decide which ornaments of Christmas past have to stay in storage for one more holiday in order to keep the tree looking balanced & not overcrowded.
Well, that’s all I have to say about that. This is the end of my post, & I am now off to prepare for the onslaught of guests & holiday parties. Until the next post, Happy Holidays everyone!
Today’s song of the day:
This past summer I was extremely excited that I got to relive a favorite childhood experience with Jian. When I was growing up, my dad would take our whole family to go camping at Lake Tahoe. We always went camping with my dad’s childhood friends & their respective families. My dad would plan everything down to the last detail.
My dad would always book a camping site at one of the fancy-schmancy state-run campgrounds in Lake Tahoe, & when I say “fancy”, I mean the campground had public water spigots (for washing your cookout utensils, etc.) as well as proper locker room style showers & toilet stalls. Most outdoorsmen/women & true adventurists would say that’s considered cheating or glamping, but it was one modern comfort we had to have in order for all the moms to agree to go camping with our group.
My dad & me at Lake Tahoe
My mom hated camping, but my dad loved it, ever since he learned to camp while being in the Eagle Scouts. When my dad was growing up in Japan, he joined one of the first International Boy Scouts troops, & his troop would often times hike up Mount Fuji & learn how to do outdoorsy survivalist things at the base camp there. That’s where my dad built up his passion for nature, camping, & the great outdoors. My mom, on the other hand, grew up in the heart of the big city in Taiwan & never developed a fondness for the wild outdoors. So in order for my dad to convince my mom to go camping every year, he’d have to find a campground with a few extra creature comforts (like proper toilets & coin-operated showers) so my mom wouldn’t be completely “roughing it”.
My dad even took my cousins camping with our family friends.
In the very beginning when my dad first started taking our whole family camping, I hated it. I was too little (a.k.a. young) to do any of the things the older kids were doing, so I had to stay back at the campsite with my mom. On top of that, I was scared of getting bitten by bugs, & I hated being/getting dirty. Then, once I joined the Girl Scouts, I learned how to take care of myself & how to do lots of fun camping things with my Girl Scout troop. That’s when I truly started appreciating how much fun camping could be. Every summer after that I looked forward to my dad’s pre-planned camping trips.
We always camped with the same family. All 3 dads were in the same Boy Scouts troop back in Japan.
Years later, after all of us kids had grown up & gone off to college, my parents stopped camping. Little-by-little my mom donated & gave away all of our deluxe camping gear (which have now become trendy collector’s items), & our yearly camping excursion became a long ago memory. My dad was disappointed that we stopped this yearly summer tradition, but everyone else lost interest in camping, even going to Lake Tahoe where we used to own a vacation cabin in the South Lake Tahoe area. We have since sold our vacation property, since it had become to difficult & complicated for my mom to manage after my dad had passed.
From the first time I had met Jian, I had been mentioning wanting to go on a camping trip, possibly with a big group of friends, or even going with just him. I annoyed regaled him with colorful stories about vacationing in Lake Tahoe & going camping in the great outdoors (managed by park rangers & run by the state of California’s Recs & Parks department). We occasionally talked about going camping with our friends, but we never actually planned it.
I would bring up the subject with Jian every so often during our conversations in our relationship, & we would often talk about making plans but never actually follow through. It wasn’t until this year when I finally was able to convince Jian to go camping with me. Jian was originally born in Canton, China & eventually immigrated to Midtown Manhattan in New York City before ultimately settling down in the California Bay Area. Needless to say he never had any opportunity to explore & camp in the great outdoors.
One of the biggest mistakes we made was booking our campsite so late in the camping season, but we were still able to grab a sweet spot at the Tahoe State Recreation Area in Lake Tahoe. Ok, once you hear where this state-run campground is located, you’re going to laugh & call us “cheaters” & not authentic campers because our campground was located about a couple of hundred feet away from a shopping strip mall with a grocery store & a CVS Pharmacy as well as local shops & restaurants. Basically, we were located right on the outskirts of the city center, but hey, at least our campground was also right next to the lake with its own dock access.
Despite not being at a real rugged campground, we both had a great time. The campground we stayed at was a perfect starter campsite for a beginner like Jian. I had the best time teaching Jian all about the ways of camping. I helped him pitch our tent & set up our camping gear. (To this day, Jian still doesn’t know hot to fold up our outdoor lawn chairs.) During the day, we took long hikes around the trails & had a relaxing time hanging out by the lake. In the evenings, we would have simple cookouts, though I wouldn’t call oxtail stew simple. We ate, explored the surrounding trails & popular attractions like Vikingsholm at the Emerald Bay State Park. We even tried our hand at making a campfire, though it didn’t turn out well because our logs kept smoking too much, & I am severely allergic to any kind of smoke (eg. cigarettes, fire, cigars, marijuana, etc.).
Overall, we had such an amazing time at our modest little campsite. Jian had such a wonderful first-time experience that he wished we could have stayed at least one more day. He vowed that when we go camping again next year, we will definitely plan much earlier in advance & book more days at the campground. My only gripe about camping this year was that I got mosquito bites all over my arms despite practically drenching myself in extra strength bug repellent. Jian barely sprayed any bug repellent on himself, & he didn’t get any mosquito bites whatsoever. (So unfair!) Then again, a few bug bites won’t deter me from camping again. Next time I hope we can go camping with our friends. It turns out a lot of our friends have never been camping before, & they are eager for me to show them the ropes. How exciting! Until next time, cheers…& I shall leave you with some photos of our camping excursion down below.
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Today’s song of the day:
Rabbits & Foxes 
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