I’ve not been back to Hong Kong in over five years. I’ve returned to Australia during that time, but when I left Hong Kong I knew I really had no desire to return. I have friends in Hong Kong who have returned numerous times after their expat assigments had ended.
My reasons for not returning are numerous. It was time for me to leave I was getting angry with the locals, if one more person pushed or shoved me in the street or stood in front of me as I waiting for a traffic light to change I think I was going to yell. My tolerance level had reached boiling point. It was either me or them that had to go and i guess it was me! Sad but true. I had been warned before by other expats that they had got to this same breaking point. I wonder if this is a naturally point at which expats come to when living in a country they are not toally accepted or welcome in.
There have been times I’ve considered returning for a visit because my children want to go back and see places they remember. They want to visit their old pre-school, Ocean Park and markets that hold memories for them. I can handle that I feel but go back and do the expat thing not quite belong to the community? I don’t think so.
