Could somebody invent a micro-chip for our brains, to programme us in such a way we can speak all the languages we will ever need? Frustrates me soooo so much that I can’t speak German, and I’m in Frankfurt where everybody rattles off in their native tongue and all I can mumble back are GutenContinue reading “Micro-Chip, Macro Dreams”
My very own white Christmas at the Red Square in Moscow – a little bit of cultural walkabout in the wet cold! Somewhere within these walls, Lenin’s Mausoleum houses the embalmed body of Vladimir Ilyich Lenin, founder of the Soviet Union. I love the reds, the space, the neons that light it up at night,Continue reading “Moscow’s Winter Wonderland”
Perks of having a hugeass suite all to myself: kick back and have a blast! New Zealand’s ‘Four-Seasons-In-A-Day’ rings true – it was sunny (18°C) in the morning and freezing cold (3°C!!) in the night! I’d better enjoy the warmth while it lasts. At Peppers Clearwater Resort, Clearwater Avenue, Christchurch, 8053 New Zealand
Fedora’s friend Ridge drove us up the coast at Mission Bay – Patteson Avenue which overlooked the active volcano on Rangitoto Island They say, you only live once What with volcanic hazards and possible reawakening of volcanic activity, this place is entirely too beautiful. Then again, beautiful things are dangerous. The Auckland volcanic field isContinue reading “Photo-diary: Rangitoto and Volcanoes”
Am forever in love So breathtakingly beautiful.
Perhaps I’m not too much of a winter person. Hiding from the incessant drizzle in the heated warmth of the hotel just shows what a coward I am! Checked in at Rendezvous Melbourne in the evening. Dinner was at Nando’s, before bumming with Rena and watching Running Man till we almost dropped dead from laughingContinue reading “Travel-diary: Melbourne”
Nobody knows we were meant to arrive in somebody else’s life for reasons so obscure we speculate, and plunge into the same mistakes, putting a name, a cause, a title, a status allowing them to stay. I’m listening to your favourite overrated songs; button sunken from the days you’d hit replay. Plugged into my iPodContinue reading “plugged into my iPod under my umbrella in the rain”
As though ten winters have passed since we arrived, thin ice beneath our heels, snowflakes in our breath. Lucent white in ten miles’ sight no sign of impending summer. Yet somebody dreamt of this perfect world. Such a waste of lush green pastures every leaf chilled to the very spine – botanical shards of piercing ice.Continue reading “the fields are frozen gold”
“As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives for which we should be particularly grateful. They are the things that fill our lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness — just the pure air to breathe and theContinue reading “bright sunshine on a cold day”
Someone told me about Paris and its slums but I’d love to be there anyway.
Don’t be fooled because she may seem like your typical selfish, backstabbing slut faced ho-bag, but in reality, she’s so much more than that. – Mean Girls
HOT CHOCOLATES, WARM CLOTHES, CHRISTMAS!! (: Psychedelic lights, toasted marshmallows and sprinkled sugar. Let it snow, let it snow!