Monday, Friday and finally Saturday night.
He told me he had a dinner planned that night, with a friend, but the friend ditched him last minute.
So I asked him if he wanted to go to the Quay to see the special fireworks, as part of this big Fleet Review event going on in Sydney at the moment.
It was a warmer night. After having my dinner, Taro Pork Belly with Rice (doesn't sound to glam does it?), I walked over to his apartment and waited for him.
On my way, I saw an Asian couple in their 20s probably. One of them was reaching out his hand to hold the other's. It's such a random yet beautiful scene. I saw hope for the gay community.
There were heaps of people on the streets in city that night. The crowd grew as we approached the Quay. As the roads were closed for motor vehicles, we were able to walk right at the center of the roads like a boss.
The fireworks part was a bit disappointing, as we were arriving just on time, and because we didn't get there earlier, all the good spots were filled and we were only able to see part of the fireworks through buildings, trees and passing trains.
I felt sorry. All because of the Pork Belly la, if not the night would be perfect.
We had to walk back from the Quay to the city. Which i think is about a kilometer long at least.
We decided to go to the Harbour again to have something to drink. And guess what, there was another fireworks waiting for us there!
It's actually the fireworks on display regularly at the Harbour, every Saturday night. And it was beautiful.
We spent most the night watching a few street performances at the Harbour. I got to say i really like how he was able to continue 'touching' me even when we were surrounded by others watching the shows.
It's a good thing to do actually, to show that you still have a bit of your attention at the person you go out with, even when you are so engrossed with the performances. We were standing, forming part of the crowd watching the performances and his hand was constantly in touch with my body.
We didn't end up getting a drink at the Harbour and we both felt hungry already. So we walked back to Chinatown and had Sea Food Combination Chow Mien. I remember it because we both made the same choice. Great minds think alike?
We walked a bit after the meal and he walked me to the bus stop. It wasn't a ceremonious parting. I actually hurried him to go home first without waiting for my bus to come as I thought it's late and it would just be more difficult to part. I didn't want a sad or drama-like parting.
We were still messaging each other after Saturday night. He suggested that we could meet on Sunday night but that would be late at night as he had a family dinner planned.
I didn't ask him out again on Sunday night. Probably I just wanted to keep it like that.
He flew back to HK on Monday night. We were still texting each other until he had to switch off his phone for take off.
And that's a little untold story of mine, now told.
He told me he had a dinner planned that night, with a friend, but the friend ditched him last minute.
So I asked him if he wanted to go to the Quay to see the special fireworks, as part of this big Fleet Review event going on in Sydney at the moment.
It was a warmer night. After having my dinner, Taro Pork Belly with Rice (doesn't sound to glam does it?), I walked over to his apartment and waited for him.
On my way, I saw an Asian couple in their 20s probably. One of them was reaching out his hand to hold the other's. It's such a random yet beautiful scene. I saw hope for the gay community.
There were heaps of people on the streets in city that night. The crowd grew as we approached the Quay. As the roads were closed for motor vehicles, we were able to walk right at the center of the roads like a boss.
The fireworks part was a bit disappointing, as we were arriving just on time, and because we didn't get there earlier, all the good spots were filled and we were only able to see part of the fireworks through buildings, trees and passing trains.
I felt sorry. All because of the Pork Belly la, if not the night would be perfect.
We had to walk back from the Quay to the city. Which i think is about a kilometer long at least.
We decided to go to the Harbour again to have something to drink. And guess what, there was another fireworks waiting for us there!
It's actually the fireworks on display regularly at the Harbour, every Saturday night. And it was beautiful.
We spent most the night watching a few street performances at the Harbour. I got to say i really like how he was able to continue 'touching' me even when we were surrounded by others watching the shows.
It's a good thing to do actually, to show that you still have a bit of your attention at the person you go out with, even when you are so engrossed with the performances. We were standing, forming part of the crowd watching the performances and his hand was constantly in touch with my body.
We didn't end up getting a drink at the Harbour and we both felt hungry already. So we walked back to Chinatown and had Sea Food Combination Chow Mien. I remember it because we both made the same choice. Great minds think alike?
We walked a bit after the meal and he walked me to the bus stop. It wasn't a ceremonious parting. I actually hurried him to go home first without waiting for my bus to come as I thought it's late and it would just be more difficult to part. I didn't want a sad or drama-like parting.
We were still messaging each other after Saturday night. He suggested that we could meet on Sunday night but that would be late at night as he had a family dinner planned.
I didn't ask him out again on Sunday night. Probably I just wanted to keep it like that.
He flew back to HK on Monday night. We were still texting each other until he had to switch off his phone for take off.
And that's a little untold story of mine, now told.
Now you guys don't contact each other anymore?? =(
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