This story of my 2013 winter trip to South Korea was originally posted in Dave’s Travel Corner website on April 2013. I’m re-posting it here to have it archived in my blog. Enjoy!
The best travel experiences are those of discovery. It does not have to be a life-changing discovery as those recounted in a lot of romantic stories nowadays. Simple, small discoveries will do.
It was with the longing for a simple discovery that my friends and I planned our winter trip earlier this year. We were all born and raised in a tropical country where the sun shines all year through, so we wanted to find out what a snowy winter would feel like.
We packed our bags to fly to South Korea. It is close to where we live, and it is not an expensive destination. Of course, some of us also secretly hoped we would accidentally bump into a K-pop (Korean pop) girl group member there. Continue reading
Welcome to another one of my attempts to not forget how I made dishes.
Those of you who don’t know what tempe/tempeh is, may refer to this page. Depending on where you live, you might find it in Asian or Indonesian markets.
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Yeah. Because text recipes are too mainstream.
Semur Ayam is an Indonesian dish. It is a chicken stew with sweet soy sauce.
How it’s done :
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“Banana caramel for Karina!”
Karina jumped out of her seat and walked nervously to the counter. She grabbed her drink and slipped quietly back to her table. If someone had approached her and asked how she was doing, comfortable would definitely not be an answer.
The place was crowded. Some were talking business; others were exchanging the latest they had heard happening around town. One or two sat alone, absorbed in the fruit of another’s imagination, or long hours of research. Karina checked the time on the screen of her phone. This was not her preferred coffee shop to hang out at. For starters, the place she usually goes to has better magazine and newspaper collection; Karina quietly snorted when she saw the magazines that were lined neatly on a white shelf at the center of the room. Continue reading
One night it came in blue and white
Told me to gear up for my flight
Light barged in, room and mind
I guess it’s true, seek, you’ll find
Have you ever seen lit up flowers moving up toward the sky?
Oh those words, those hopes in ink
Who reads them?
Whose heart moves seeing one persistent writing year after year?
They were fortunate, thus was the belief
She carved the picture in her head
Of two, challenging the faraway
One day too, she always said,
I’ll find myself as fortunate.
People believe what they want to believe
Is reality but what our minds tell us it is?
A knock on the door.
A man I adore.
“Have you seen, my dear?”
And all sank in.
Not one, but two.
And the white and blue.
“How kind of you, Sir, that you remembered for me.”
“They had always been inside you too. But now think, dear, where from here?”
Dedicated to my mom and dad.
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We never really celebrate father’s day at home, but… time has made me realize that no one can pull off being MY dad as well as my dad. Hahaa.
4 things my dad probably doesn’t remember having taught me, but have stayed with me and helped me live a happier life xDDD
1. You decide if a success/failure drag you down or bring you up.
It was just a casual conversation after dinner. I was still in junior high. And my parents began to talk about how some of their friends in college got mental disorders (a.k.a turned cray-cray) because they were too stressed out for not performing as well in college as they expected. They were the best students in their high school (some even the best in their entire home state), but when they got to college, they were shocked by the tough competition and ended up being so stressed that they lost their mind. >.< Continue reading
“What is it?” she whispered.
He took the piece of paper and brought it nearer for them to examine it. The room was not lit enough. They took turns to try to decipher the blurred print on the paper.
The path is but an empty case.
The walk is but a ceaseless chase.
In one light you shall see the trace,
but lose remembrance of the face.