Recently, I found myself thanking God for a friend. She's such a blur block, but nonetheless, awesome!
I think it is really difficult to find a friend who is bursting with zest for life. Imagine the look of a child who tripped, and deliberates between crying and not crying. That's her face. Too funny. So we high-five in our most childish way, we giggle, throw our heads back and laugh, and have this face of bewilderment whenever we have our little chat.

:)

I love traveling... And recently I found this awesome travel essay. It could explain why I recently dreamt of Narnia. HAHA. Just to share an excerpt from Why We Travel by Pico Iyer.

"We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next, to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate. We travel to bring what little we can, in our ignorance and knowledge, to those parts of the globe whose riches are differently dispersed. And we travel, in essence, to become young fools again—to slow time down and get taken in, and fall in love once more. The beauty of this whole process was best described, perhaps, before people even took to frequent flying, by George Santayana in his lapidary essay, “The Philosophy of Travel.” We “need sometimes,” the Harvard philosopher wrote, “to escape into open solitudes, into aimlessness, into the moral holiday of running some pure hazard, in order to sharpen the edge of life, to taste hardship, and to be compelled to work desperately for a moment at no matter what.”"


"Thus travel spins us round in two ways at once: It shows us the sights and values and issues that we might ordinarily ignore; but it also, and more deeply, shows us all the parts of ourselves that might otherwise grow rusty. For in traveling to a truly foreign place, we inevitably travel to moods and states of mind and hidden inward passages that we’d otherwise seldom have cause to visit."

Now, I can't stop thinking about the places I have visited and the places I want to visit.
So today, even as I battle the flu, the aches from dragon boating, and my classical asian texts, I spend a little time praying for the people in Japan. Japan was magical to me. Given a chance, I would love to go there again, for a holiday or simply to do what I can for humanity.



http://www.worldhum.com/features/travel-stories/why-we-travel-20081213/