Tuesday, August 26, 2008
The uplifting
I insert Jay Chou into my CD player. The sky dims and I am back in Europe, caught in the traffic jam around the Arc de Triomphe. Clement laughs (flashing his perfect teeth), and we both burst into laughter. I visit Paris (the city), only to listen to Taiwanese rap through the romantic Parisian scenery. A mismatch that leaves a memorable imprint on my first Paris trip.
I slip back further, and I am walking through the steamy streets of Lan Kwai Fong in Hong Kong. Paris (my Ozzie chum) and I were having a beer on the terrace, and we headed down to the bottom of the hill to catch a cab. We see an abnormal amount of Chinese girls with cameras... and we follow their line of sight... to see Jay Chou... and a crew of lights & cameras. It turns out to be a filming of a Jay Chou music video, and Paris and I almost walked right into it. Needless to say, we are giggling like school girls at the sight of the Taiwanese pop star eating at our usual corner eatery.
Nostalgia is a funny thing - it was my uplifting of the day.
I slip back further, and I am walking through the steamy streets of Lan Kwai Fong in Hong Kong. Paris (my Ozzie chum) and I were having a beer on the terrace, and we headed down to the bottom of the hill to catch a cab. We see an abnormal amount of Chinese girls with cameras... and we follow their line of sight... to see Jay Chou... and a crew of lights & cameras. It turns out to be a filming of a Jay Chou music video, and Paris and I almost walked right into it. Needless to say, we are giggling like school girls at the sight of the Taiwanese pop star eating at our usual corner eatery.
Nostalgia is a funny thing - it was my uplifting of the day.
// posted by sakit @ 6:47 PM 
