To The One I Ran Away From: Finding Lorenzo
As millennials say nowadays "Pic or it did not happen" -- How I hate that line as I don't have any photos of the guy I met last year when I went back to Hong Kong. That's right I had the courage to go back and travel solo.
My family and most of my friends (that I love) now know about this sort of romantic and funny story of mine. I've been planning ever since to post something about it. Unfortunately, things got busier. After years, I logged in to my blog and clicked "Post" and *poof* I have with me a draft from last year on how things went with the guy named Lorenzo.
(Texts in blue and italicized are the ones I wrote from last year)
I was having dinner at this Dumpling resto in Mong Kok after a tiring shop and walk in Ladies' Market. When a deep English with a dash of Italian accent voice saying "Can I sit here?". Astounded with his long lashes, big dark brown googly eyes, clean cut beard , and over-all handsome face, I nodded yes.
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| That soup... I'll tell you in a while why |
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| The only photos I have that time :( |
Lorenzo, 21 year-old Italian (well, Roman to be specific as he is from Rome) exchange student in Hong Kong Polytechnic University- School of Hotel and Restaurant Management. Currently living in Hung Hom, he's on a 5 month (if I'm not mistaken) assignment in HK and will go back to Italy. He plans to go to Australia afterwards and live in Amsterdam. He has an 18 year old brother.
To continue, it was cutesy awkward as we were the only ones eating. There were other vacant tables where he can sit but he sat beside me. It'll be weird if I had shut up (helloooo he's cute. Talk, girl. TALK!). That is how I was able to know some stories of his life. We've exchange some details such as the part of me travelling alone, working and living away from home.
I remember asking him if he likes the food in HK and he said yes. Since Italy is the place for such excellent cuisines and no one can argue about it, I asked him which cuisine tastes better. I believe you've guessed his answer right. I don't mean anything here I love 'em both.
We had short heart to heart talk and I haven't realized that we left the resto together and talked some more. The busy people around me became blurry as he became a clearer focus (for real). We have talked about how he wants to have his own restaurant someday, when he started smoking, and all.
Whilst walking along the streets of Mong Kok with him, a part of me is in doubt asking if I'm okay and what I was doing. The other was telling me to go and talk to him some more.
I've had such romantic chills. However, I felt a different kind of chill after some time. I was trying to resist it at first so I can be with Lorenzo but it can't be helped. I had to choose between flirting and give in..and I did gave in. To be clear, my stomach felt weird because of the soup since it was a new flavor to me - don't take it against the restaurant my tummy is actually sensitive and it's sh!tty.
So I bid adieu so fast since I couldn't keep it any longer. Feels like swiftly flying back to my place and answered Mother Nature's emergency call (HAHAHAHA). Ah yes- I remembered him telling me about that kind of soup upset his stomach.
"What did just happened?" ----
Back at my hostel, I search for him all over Facebook, IG, Google, Bing, Twitter but found none. How on earth I didn't asked for his LAST NAME? Nope, I did not. Did we have/had some selfies? Nope, not a single one. Up to now, "Why didn't I do that?"
Dear Lorenzo, if you can read this, please do show up in social media.I want to thank you personally
To continue, it was cutesy awkward as we were the only ones eating. There were other vacant tables where he can sit but he sat beside me. It'll be weird if I had shut up (helloooo he's cute. Talk, girl. TALK!). That is how I was able to know some stories of his life. We've exchange some details such as the part of me travelling alone, working and living away from home.
I remember asking him if he likes the food in HK and he said yes. Since Italy is the place for such excellent cuisines and no one can argue about it, I asked him which cuisine tastes better. I believe you've guessed his answer right. I don't mean anything here I love 'em both.
We had short heart to heart talk and I haven't realized that we left the resto together and talked some more. The busy people around me became blurry as he became a clearer focus (for real). We have talked about how he wants to have his own restaurant someday, when he started smoking, and all.
Whilst walking along the streets of Mong Kok with him, a part of me is in doubt asking if I'm okay and what I was doing. The other was telling me to go and talk to him some more.
I've had such romantic chills. However, I felt a different kind of chill after some time. I was trying to resist it at first so I can be with Lorenzo but it can't be helped. I had to choose between flirting and give in..and I did gave in. To be clear, my stomach felt weird because of the soup since it was a new flavor to me - don't take it against the restaurant my tummy is actually sensitive and it's sh!tty.
So I bid adieu so fast since I couldn't keep it any longer. Feels like swiftly flying back to my place and answered Mother Nature's emergency call (HAHAHAHA). Ah yes- I remembered him telling me about that kind of soup upset his stomach.
"What did just happened?" ----
Back at my hostel, I search for him all over Facebook, IG, Google, Bing, Twitter but found none. How on earth I didn't asked for his LAST NAME? Nope, I did not. Did we have/had some selfies? Nope, not a single one. Up to now, "Why didn't I do that?"
Dear Lorenzo, if you can read this, please do show up in social media.I want to thank you personally
giving me realizations that I should travel more and meet new faces.
Love lots,
Kai
Love lots,
Kai
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