Christmas Eve, and it's snowing ever so softly as the plane lands. The lights from the ground reflect off the bottom of the aircraft - we can see it through the outside camera.
There are mixed feelings as the plane touches down. We're happy to be home, of course. Happy that we can spend Christmas Day at home with our beloved dogs Icewind and Keani. But also very sad to have left Hong Kong. The sensory images are already fading. It feels as though we are waking up from a dream.
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