After I went home I asked myself if I really wanted to take pictures of myself playing DDR. If I do, it would probably end up as endless embarrassment among my friends (except Howard, Emi and Rage, probably).

After summer school ended, we had out summer vacation started, and I was packing up for departure to Hong Kong when Howard called.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Packing up. I'm leaving at 6 am, following by a 6 hour wait in Chicago before a 15 hour trip to Hong Kong."

"Oh really. Have fun and wish you godspeed. Practice a lot in DDR and I want to see your real dance… by the way, teach me what you have learnt in Hong Kong."

"Who do you think I am? Your dance instructor? I'll beat you up before I teach you." I said.

"Don't worry. I'm just joking. However, you are going to see a lot of Bemani games right? Tell me what you see during your stay." Howard said.

"I will. And you take care."

The phone rang again as soon as I put down the headpiece. It was Emi.

"Hello." I said.

"Ready to go?" Emi asked.

"Sure."

"Have fun, and practice a lot. 'I can't wait to see your next dance'(This is from the DDR announcer)." Said Emi.

"Howard just said that to me."

"Really? Oh by the way, are you going to visit some CD store? Find me some DDR soundtrack and tell me the price."

"Sure." I said.

"Thanks and have a good trip."

Then I went to bed early because I have to get up at 3 am.

At 7 am in the next day I found myself at O'Hare International Airport in Chicago waiting for my flight to Hong Kong International Airport. I just arrived from Pearson International Airport in Toronto. And after another 20 hours I was in Hong Kong.