Author: Krissa

The Black Face and Dimple Face

Grateful to have spent another day out climbing with this lot on Tung Lung Island. Grateful that I finished another climb – The Black Face (F5+) – on top rope (route no. 2 on the topos below, c/o HK Climbing), something that I couldn’t do this time last year! Most of all… grateful I got to watch this one send Dimple Face (Nipple Face? :P) – F7b+ – after the 3rd go that day, and after setting all my lines up for me! TINNIES FOR ALL! 😀

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Nailing Onion Booty

Grateful for this beautiful day climbing out at Tung Lung Island with friends – especially Tash who’s come all the way from the UK to NZ via HK! Even more grateful I finished a project I was working on which I shall aptly name “Onion Booty”. 1) Because the topos has no name for it. 2) You have to use your ass to bump along up that crack! 😛

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Dolphins don’t do shit like that…

In a little, tucked away alleyway in the art district of HK, there is a barber shop that transforms itself into an intimate jazz night on occasion. It’s called Visage One. I went there one night in the summer with a handful of close friends, perched on the open staircase, on the floor and each other’s laps. Wine was served at a makeshift bar by the door: a wooden plank with just a few bottles on display. Red wine, of course. The room was dim, lit only by candlelight and a few beams that snuck their way inside from the out. A breath away from our personal entertainers. A jazz crooner and guitarist. Just for one night. Silence in the room but it was full. Full of baited, excited breath and wonderment and awe. Awed by the music. Awed by the sounds. Awed by the romanticism of it all, and the melodies, the harmonies – bebop notes hanging on invisible lines in the air, entering our ears. So beautiful at times, it hurt. And we …

10 Days: Cambodia, Singapore, Manila

    “In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.” And within your years, your months, your weeks and your days. So many people questioned how I could possibly travel and make the most of my time in Manila, Singapore and Cambodia in 10 days. How can you afford it? You’re going alone?! Who will you travel with? Won’t you get bored? Isn’t it dangerous? Won’t it be lonely. I don’t know… You tell me. Was it worth it? I think YES! 🙂 Route: HK-Manila-Singapore-Phnom Penh-Siem Reap-Phnom Penh-Singapore-Manila-HK. 4 cities. 3 countries. Less than HK$4k in total for flights. BOOM. And that’s how it’s done! Special thanks and gratitude to: Ninang Lara for helping me FOF it in Makati, Trissy for our long over due catch-up, Tita Pinky & Fam for letting me FOF at their pad in Singapore, Tita Tet for introducing me to her bump for the first time, Santiago for being my first companion on this solo trip and letting me crash your …

The Decibels of Love

I (now) believe: Love is measured on a scale of magnitude, and that it is possible to love more than one person at the same time. Because every relationship – every encounter – is different. I believe you can love two people just as much, maybe even three, without your emotions for one devaluing your feelings for another, or making those seem any less real. Because what you experience with one person, the wealth and accumulation of all those little moments, may be a completely different experience from what you have with somebody else. I believe people fulfil you in different ways, open up different parts of you, make you aware of yourself – or all the different versions of your “self”. And sometimes it takes more than one person for you to realise that. I believe, so long as you love and you feel with the same amount of intensity and sincerity, it is completely possible to love many people at the same time. Love is love is love. Either it is there or …

Humans First, Titles Second

I believe: All conflict in this world happens because people stop treating each other like humans first, and titles second. This statement applies not just on a global scale with regards to political and military affairs but even on a day to day level when mothers, fathers, husbands, wives, friends, lovers, colleagues and strangers fight. One of my favourite words is the sanskrit or yogic “namaste”. Namaste means “the light (or the divine) in me, bows to the light (or the divine) in you”. I love this word because it so succinctly encapsulates how I feel about myself, about you, and about us all. We are the same thing, really. And by saying namaste I am letting you know that I recognise that, that I recognise you, and I recognise the “us” in all of “them”. After that, fine, you can start placing your titles and labels on people. That seems to be the way society and civilisation can operate. But don’t be naive to think that the name you place on people and things …

“But I love him/her so much!” – “Really? I think that’s bullshit.”

What I said was: I believe the best relationships are the ones where the two people involved treat each other as friends first, and lovers after. Why? Because don’t you find that when it comes down to our friends, we are so much more patient, so much more kind, so much more understanding… and forgiving? If our friend doesn’t pick up the phone, or call us back right away – do we batt an eyelid, throw a tantrum or give them the cold shoulder? No, not really. Unless, of course, there really is reason to and we have a genuine cause for concern (e.g. late night last night, a little inebriated, “just want to make sure she’s okay”). But even then we’d probably be worrying instead of accusing. When it comes to partners however, for some reason, we start to act a little selfish. Why is that? I think it’s because when we’re in a relationship, it really all comes down to fear. And an excessive amount of expectation placed on the other person to …

Day 365: 365 days of appreciation… and Love.

365 days of appreciation… Status: Complete. Feeling: Well… How to put into words? I am… incredibly, tremendously Grateful. I have had a lot of time to think about this day. I just can’t believe it’s finally here. Every day, for the last 365 – that’s Three hundred and sixty-five – I have counted down to this day. I have counted down to this day because that was the time limit I set myself. 365 days of appreciation. 365 ways to heal a broken heart. When I started this blog 1 year ago, I was in a very dark and scary place. The 24th of July was a heavy day for me. It was the day I said goodbye to my grandfather. And it was also the day I lost the most important person in my life. You could say it was a double whammy. And the closest thing I can relate it to is perhaps that sickening, heart-dropping, head-piercing feeling you get when you trip up and fall over. Except imagine that once you get …

Day 364: Every time Granny waves goodbye from her window, Seeing Aunty Lorna & Callum’s new house, Catching up with Aunty Pauline and The Bungo…

Grateful today for Alan driving Joy and I to Granny’s house, and every time Granny waves good-bye from her window until your car drives out of sight. / Grateful to have finally seen Lorna and Callum’s new home =) Because it really is lovely! / The Bungo – perfect place for dinner, dessert aaaand one too many rounds of drinks. Thank you, Joy, for recommending and for rushing over after work =) Great seeing you again, as always! =) / Aunty Pauline, it’s 3.54 am and I’m tired, but I’m grateful for having another late night catch up and heart-to-heart with you in the wee hours of the morning. Thanks for always being so supportive. Much love to you all, – k. x

Day 363: Beautiful Scottish weather, Melancholia, Being back at Pauline & Alan’s, Bryan, Kris, Mally and Gill!

Who would’ve thought Scotland would have better weather than England! But there you go… Grateful for the opportunity to walk around Edinburgh this afternoon, soak up a bit of sun and feel the buzz of a regular afternoon on George St. / Bryan, thank you so much for your time today. Definitely worth it! / Gill, lovely to meet you, and Mally and Kris… and everyone else =) I have every faith… / Melancholia – artistically, intelligently, I appreciate your brilliance and I commend you on your success. I wasn’t really expecting an apocalyptic film (that’s two now this week + 3 planetary coincidences, recent dreams included!) but for what it was, I can’t fault it. And judging by the reviews, neither can the critics! / Aunty Pauline, Alan – it’s good to be back =) x