Tag: musings
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An Uber Encounter, An Epiphany
The probability of ever getting a ride on the same cab with the same driver in Singapore, within a month, is approximately less than 5%, assuming 15 rides per month and official statistics as of August 2015: the current fleet of taxis in SG being 28,404, with 2 or 3 shift-based cabbies are tied to a vehicle (~70,000 drivers),…
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Crudeness of Art
“Without art, the crudeness of reality would make the world unbearable.” – George Bernard Shaw On close inspection undepicted in the pictures, passers-by have scribbled crass comments below the masterpieces. Which I could not understand. Which drove me senseless. An approval of ribaldry? Or a subversion of the fact ordinary humans cannot accept the salacious…
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Micro-Chip, Macro Dreams
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 Guten…
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Harbouring Intentions
Strangers of all levels are friends you’ve never met. At the idea of meeting new people I used to panic and worry about letting them come into my life, and for the past year, despite abundances of travel buddies, there are times I’d choose to explore new places alone. However I’ve come to be a…
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[THAILAND] o10.Lamai Beach Samui
![[THAILAND] o10.Lamai Beach Samui](https://viktoriajean.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/dscn4612.jpg?w=1024)
Ever taken a day from work to stroll all morning along the calmest beach on Koh Samui? I love how my traveling job makes it all easy to find myself on an entirely different city from day to day. Yet it makes me appreciative of nature’s beauty on a minuscule scale. I’m all excitement and…
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November, Please Be Awesome
Saying goodbye to a beautiful month of October, ushering in my favorite year-end season, with a resolution to be always mindful, never to treat anyone with a careless disregard. I was in London treading on mounds of fallen autumn leaves, feeling nostalgia for days gone by. And suddenly I’m in Christchurch with my fourth bout…
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Yet there isn’t a train I wouldn’t take
A meeting, a perfume launch, and an after-work HappyHour at Words Worth — all these on my only day home this week! Loving what I do because I could be spending the entire day in bed with my truckload of books, but if I’m not filling up my days and making sure I’m dead beat…
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a different sky
I can’t fight the sentiments flooding back alongside memories — simply by hearing a song, when my iPod’s on shuffle, it’s completely out of the blue — to think that out of 12-hundred songs, the one song that makes your heart clench has to play just as your mind’s too clear to be distracted. I…
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totally worn out
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!” ― Hunter S. Thompson
Viktoria Jean 