As much as I love Hong Kong, I have to say that it is wonderful to be back in my room in the UK. In a span of 15 hours I have flown from the city of lights, rolling hills and emerald green seas to the town of fields of sheep, cobbled streets and the smell of clean cut grass. I know that this feeling of nostalgia and euphoria will wear off in a couple of days as Uni starts and the seminars begin, however, for the moment its perfect.