I took my guitar to a music store to get it re-stringed finally so I can start drumming again soon - I'm excited! It's gonna have a beautiful now sound when I pick it up! The store person said my guitar is in great health - pretty much in a brand new condition and I told him that it's actually over 20 years old! Then that got me thinking that 'wow I am getting old!'. I don't think I have ever said something like 'That was 20 years ago' until recently...
Heard this quote today by C.S. Lewis:
If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world."
Just sorting through some pictures I took in Europe over 2 years ago tonight also.
I meant to put them up after my trip but never got to put aside some time to go through thousands of them. But now every once in a while, I would walk down the memory lane and take myself back to those pre-work days when I was brave and determined to backpack across Europe myself.
While I've taken albums of pics of beautiful monuments and landscape, I realised that I've pretty much forgotten where a lot of the pics were taken. I've lost the story associated each photo...it's sad!
Came across a bunch of meaningful ones tho. Thought I'd post 3 up.
This was at the south of Germany near Neuschwanstein (aka the Disney Castle) and Austria . I remember standing here in awe...thinking 'I am standing in Germany looking at the Austrian mountains'. Just then these geese in the pond came to view and I just thought it doesn't get any better than that.
This photo represents a typical 'service station break' for me in Europe. This was in Munich. Time to grab a snack and hot chocolate and scribble things in my journal. I've spent time in cafes planning my next country to visit and also people watching - observing how the locals interact with their family and friends and how they eat their food. I love cafe times.
This was taken in Luxembourg. I was not meant to come here because I was sick in Belgium. But this was one of the moments where I thought to myself, "it's either now or never...no regrets!" So eventually I pulled myself out of the hostel bed and took a train here...and it rained and RAINED. I had no umbrella and there was sooo much walking involved in this city that even my socks were completely soaked. I remember the squish squish sound I hear with each step. Also because of the bad weather, there were hardly anyone on the streets or at the tourist sights. It was like a deserted city on a cold grey misty day. I was so lonely and sick. This was the first day that I felt homesick.
Just sorting through some pictures I took in Europe over 2 years ago tonight also.
I meant to put them up after my trip but never got to put aside some time to go through thousands of them. But now every once in a while, I would walk down the memory lane and take myself back to those pre-work days when I was brave and determined to backpack across Europe myself.
While I've taken albums of pics of beautiful monuments and landscape, I realised that I've pretty much forgotten where a lot of the pics were taken. I've lost the story associated each photo...it's sad!
Came across a bunch of meaningful ones tho. Thought I'd post 3 up.
This was at the south of Germany near Neuschwanstein (aka the Disney Castle) and Austria . I remember standing here in awe...thinking 'I am standing in Germany looking at the Austrian mountains'. Just then these geese in the pond came to view and I just thought it doesn't get any better than that. 
This photo represents a typical 'service station break' for me in Europe. This was in Munich. Time to grab a snack and hot chocolate and scribble things in my journal. I've spent time in cafes planning my next country to visit and also people watching - observing how the locals interact with their family and friends and how they eat their food. I love cafe times.
This was taken in Luxembourg. I was not meant to come here because I was sick in Belgium. But this was one of the moments where I thought to myself, "it's either now or never...no regrets!" So eventually I pulled myself out of the hostel bed and took a train here...and it rained and RAINED. I had no umbrella and there was sooo much walking involved in this city that even my socks were completely soaked. I remember the squish squish sound I hear with each step. Also because of the bad weather, there were hardly anyone on the streets or at the tourist sights. It was like a deserted city on a cold grey misty day. I was so lonely and sick. This was the first day that I felt homesick.Anyways, I'm off to bed!
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