500 posts is definitely a long time . I can actually claim to have read ’em all.
I almost feel like I stalk this blog since I seem to appear there a lot. But I like the blog. I like reading about the different life some times in Hong Kong, sometimes in London. There is a story that brews in my head. I enjoy the travel and fun and food and drinks and friends and happiness. Some times I realize there is pain and disappointment and anguish. Probably the only times it hits me that there is an actual human being at the other side of what I read.
I hope you continue to write. Some times for me more than yourself. I have a wonderful place to visit when I get tired of the place I currently occupy.
p.s: My comment on this bloggers post was getting so long and a tab bit too personal that I thought I will make this about me, rather than this blogger. I am like that most times, what to do?