Half a year since my last post, and I’m sitting here in an overly air conditioned room with a grin chasing the memories of the past 6 months in my head.
After all these times of making false bets, predictions and anticipations (e.g. I never win the lotto, I’m always the one that goes home with a “I ♡ HAWAII” t-shirt from a xmas function, the sports team that I support loses 90% of the time, and the list goes on…), I’m finally catching a glimpse of those paranormal psychic connection with the cosmic world that everyone except for me, seems to have.
At the end of 2009, I have predicted that 2010 will be the beginning of the great years ahead. January came, and I sensed a difference already. I could feel these bubbles in my stomach each filled with joy and excitement, kicking and jumping ready to burst out. No wonder as I started off the new year with my most favorite thing, travel.
I went to Turkey for the first time in my life. This was the first Islamic country that I’ve traveled to, and I was instantly consumed by his (somehow, I felt Turkey to be very masculine!) rich history and the ravishing culture. The schedule was intense, and I wished I could have spent more time in the cities that I visited, but nothing, even the miserable weather (snow snow rain snow rain rain) couldn’t stop me from opening my eyes as wide as I can at everything I saw and experienced. I have new respect for the middle east and the Islamic culture, the art that lives with the culture is simply breathtaking and mystique. Definitely a place I must visit again.
Back in Japan, back at work. My project was nearly done, and I spent my last days in Japan glued to my computer. Yes I was leaving again, this time to Mexico…
