Because the rain in Spain stays mainly in The Plain ( :
Awesome night celebrating Shaun and Rulin’s engagement at this gorgeous little cafe. We had food, drinks, awesome company, music, everything you need for a great party. What a perfect way to start the new year, a celebration of love and friendship.
This is just a teaser of what happened before the actual party began, will post more soon! Plus more Europe stuff too!
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Just getting around to readjusting, please excuse me while I work out the kinks.
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I can’t wait to see you all, it’s been a while ( :
These are the days that I’ve been missing,
Give me the taste give me the joy of summer wine.
These are the day that bring new meaning
I feel the stillness of the sun and I feel fine.
Sometimes when the nights are closing early,
I remember you and I start to smile.
Even though now you don’t want to know me.
I get on by, and I go the extra mile.
These are the days of love and meaning,
Ice of the heart melted away and found the light
These are the days of endless dreaming,
Troubles of life are floating away like a bird in flight.
-These are the days, Jaime Cullum
Deserves a post of it’s own.
I can still imagine the biting cold winds and how we’d wonder around looking for pretty doors with beautiful colours. We never got bored, always took the unpaved roads. Walking on those cobbled stone streets till the sunset, oh such beautiful days.
Celebrating the twin’s birthday two by two!
I want to go back so bad. I wish we had more time in Paris or anywhere else in the world. I miss who I am when I’m not bogged by the weight and worries of the world. I need something chibabom.
You and me, traveling with just backpacks and cameras. Deal?
Gotta love a town that’s already all red.
I am not done with the photos, I promise to get it up sooner - than later. There’s still another 3 weeks worth of stories and photos to go.
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Such a rough week. Tomorrow it starts again. All I can dream about is snow-capped mountains with endless skies filled with diamond dreams. Airticket sales period is not helping this wanderlust-ing heart.
My zest for life is fading fast, and I’m losing sight of what I’ve planned to do my whole life. I cannot fall this quickly, and this hard. After this week, hopefully I can pick myself up and start again. December is here, it’s nearly time for new hopes, dreams and plans.
But that being said, I am thankful, more than thankful, for people who are more than enough, and are the best part of me when I cannot bring myself to hope in the impossible, they make me feel like this whole world could be mine if I just made a simple wish. People who make me feel like a million bucks more than my monthly pay, every. single. day. I know that I am stronger because of You, and you.
Strength and perseverance. Character and hope.
I love this feeling of sitting in my room, with the sound of the fan spinning. It’s really just me and the sleeping world. I love how I can take my time, not having to be anywhere in particular. I miss this peace, I miss this quietness, this calm, contemplative nature. I shall savour these moments because I know that chaos will arrive, the next moment that I open my eyes.
Even though I’ve started working and the time that I have for myself is limited, I will try to embrace whatever comes with it. (Even if it means less time for my projects and even less time on my own.) This means, discipline, and effective efficiency.
They weren’t kidding when they said that the light there is more beautiful than anywhere else in the world. So begins our journey to the South of France.
You are there.
All the snow made me miss my board, googles, gloves, etc. Going back one day to board and ride all that powder!
Loving this photo of D. How very artyfarty.
I’m now going to try to make space in my room. Toughest job in the world.
