(of me lives)
Most people know how much I cherish my garden. An acre of rural Hampshire. When we sold our home in rural Hong Kong we moved into an apartment we had let out. So now, when we go back, our home looks a little like this.
This is not our block but for millions of people in Hong Kong this is typically what home looks like.
I can adapt to either lifestyle. There are advantages to each. Ideally I would like my Hampshire home in Hong Kong but that is not possible. The real irony is that our home in Hong Kong is worth more than our home in Hampshire. Such is the absurdity of the HK property market.
Of course the determining factor of choice today is the dog. Lulu is not allowed to share our 26th floor apartment. She has the run of our Hampshire house, a basket for every room (almost) and her very own dog-wash basin and shower.
Who’d want to be a dog? Live in a high-rise? Not woofing likely.
All downhill from here 