My wardrobe and bed made a long way. Custom made in Hong Kong in Chinese Style, then shipped to Lamma Island, dragged by hand on a cart over the car-free tropical island. Later let down from the balcony on a rope to the garden, shipped first to Hong Kong Island and then trucked up to Beijing over about 2500 kilometers. And even more than that they have been part of my home, where ever they were. It is time to leave them behind in China, as that’s where they belong. I am very happy that they will go to a 200 year old Courtyard Hutong, which is owned and renovated by the grandson of a teacher of Deng Xiaoping, who went to France in the 1920s. As they always had contacts to foreigners, in the Cultural Revolution, they were accused of being spies and him and five other colleagues were murdered by his students. Now, Mr. Zhang, who is the grandson, is bringing the courtyard back to the spirit of his grandfather and host international travelers, who do not travel as “tourists”, but as guests. Once I was asked, why I don’t buy antiques. And my answer was, that I prefer to make things which are so good that they will become antiques. Perhaps, that’s what happened.