All posts tagged: diplomat’s spouse

Ladies who brunch

One of the first things I searched for before being posted in Hong Kong is an organization that caters to diplospouses in particular. There was none. I met my counterparts at random through my Cantonese class and diplomatic functions, but I was longing for something more regular than that. Last Tuesday, I found my self preparing for a ladies’ coffee morning primarily organized by the wives of the consuls general of Indonesia, Brunei and Myanmar. It was going to be my first diplomatic function without Mr. Diplomat, and I did not let my third trimester blues get in the way. That morning, I met some 40 new faces of the diplomatic corps, the wives of consuls, honorary consuls general, consuls general and heads of missions. My composure was specifically starstruck (not quite obviously, I hope) by having been able to chat with three women who belong to a family that Mr. Diplomat and I were recently watching about in The Biography Channel. Of specific interest were the wives of honorary consuls general as I found …


Finally! After 7 months of shuttling between the public and private healthcare systems here for antenatal checks (from my previous post I need a private hospital and some Dunkin’ Donuts), I received the provisional booking confirmation for delivering at Matilda International Hospital. That is a feat given that I was only deferred once and I still have 6 weeks to go before the due date. Donations for the deposit and final hospital bill are very much welcome!

Shaken, not stirred

An article on The 6 Characters You’ll Meet At Every Expat Bar got my attention a couple of months back. Make a wild guess on who made it to no. 3… 3. The Diplomat’s Wife She shows up every night at five o’clock on the dot, ready for happy hour surrounded by the group of four ex-pat wives who make up the town’s Western high society network in its entirety. The Diplomat’s Wife will without fail order the one martini on the menu, and will without fail mention how unfortunate it is that “you can’t even get a decent martini around here.” She spends her days doing her best to avoid the fact that she no longer lives in the land of Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods by shuttling between the one grocery store which stocks imported goods and the one coffee shop which has made a few token efforts to imitate Starbucks. Any conversation with The Diplomat’s Wife will inevitably come around to all the ways in which “the locals” make life difficult, from …

Notes from the Field: Hong Kong High… from The New Diplomat’s Wife

A year ago, a very classy American Mrs. Diplomat whose blog I have been reading asked me if I can do a Notes from the Field interview, alongside other diplomats and diplospouses posted in different parts of the world. Who am I to say no to something like that. Here it is in two parts. Enjoy! Notes from the Field: Hong Kong High… Notes from the Field: Hong Kong High, Part II… From

I need a private hospital and some Dunkin’ Donuts

For the past 4 months, I have been battling out my way through being pregnant at post. For one, satisfying my cravings proved to be very challenging as food that I grew up with are not readily available. The nearest Dunkin’ Donuts, for example, is in Shenzhen, Guangdong, China! There is no Krispy Kreme here either (sad, I know). On top of the first trimester blues, there is the anxiety of finding the right obstetrician and the right private hospital, wishing both will be as good as the previous ones I had back home. It is not really that simple to do that in Hong Kong. The fact of life here is to book a hospital, private or public, as soon as you learn that you are pregnant then pray for a confirmation that you have at least a bed on your due date. As early as May, most private hospitals have been fully booked for the rest of this year, one major reason for which is the influx of people from Mainland China who …