After many days, weeks even months of thinking we have finally made it official. We're moving back to China. Beijing to be more precise.
Ulf has resigned, there is no more hush hush and "please don't tell anyone", it's all out in the open and we are excited and we are truly looking forward to this adventure.
It feels a little bit surreal to move back to where it all started, where we moved in together after having known each other for less than one year, mostly a long distance relationship as well, in a hotel room at the Gloria Plaza hotel - or Kai Lai as it was called by locals.
I remember the day, February 1st 1997, vividly. I arrived in the morning, Ulf and the driver Mr. Xiao picked me up at the airport. It was cold, dry and grey; people on the streets all bundled up in old army coats and/or layers and layers of clothing. Our home for the next three months and the office were located in the very same hotel so Ulf was riding the elevator up and down, day and night. There were no such thing as work days, every hour on the day, weekend and weekday, was work day.
On my first night in Beijing there were other Swedes in town for business and we all went to for dinner. A live lobster was presented in a bucket and later enjoyed as sashimi - still moving, soup, salad - you name it. Only one of many delicious dishes which barely made it down my throat due to my inability to work the chopsticks.
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