The Art of Wandering
lost and found by Jeneen R. Garcia to be published (or maybe not) on 26 April 2008 I don’t have a mole on either foot to prove it, but I’ve been called gypsy, nomad, and other tribes of similar occupation too often to deny it. Instead of a caravan, I have my backpack with essential clothing, toiletries, and electronic gadgets to keep me covered wherever night may catch me. If I’m moving house, I tow along my suitcase of books and diving gear as well. I’m in the middle of yet another move to another city. In the last two years, I’ve lived no longer than five consecutive months in any single place--something I didn’t realize until THIS transit. I’ve shipped my stuff from one city to another so many times that packing up has become second nature; my suitcase is always on standby for quick departures. Relocating? It’s easy: post an ad in Friendster and other social networking sites saying you’re looking for a place to live in whatever city you’re headed ...
haha!
ReplyDeleteyou should have at least worn a mask and a bikini :-)
ReplyDeleteoh come now, let's not be too demanding. the water was too cold ;P and i AM wearing goggles. went swimming in the lake in hamburg last sunday though :D after paddling through the canals.
ReplyDeletehahaha! and i thought it was for real.
ReplyDeletehahaha ang saya neen! enjoy gyud ka kaayo in this stint from your pictures :)
ReplyDeleteglad it wasn't in a vat of a nuclear reactor. ;)
ReplyDeletehere's to making the most of what we are given.
and, also, to small pleasures.
HUGS,
jemi
hey iris! kumusta naman ang diving sa singapore? ;) naku, pag umuwi ako, wala na kayo ni kahlou dun :(
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