Apologies for the lack of posts. Need to clear somethings up
before November really begins in earnest … for me, at least.
At least my jetlag is finally (I think) dead and gone.
Jetlag is nature’s way of telling you “Cut the crap,
don’t fuss. Let your body and mind adjust to changes.”
It doesn’t feel like November in this country, truly.
Even though I have caught up with beloved family and
some dear friends ….
With piku & kuda at Rootz. Seems a lifetime ago that Lot10 was as happening
From left - Ro, Sharm, Arjen & Jasbir. I <3 this family. xo
…
I’m still thinking about two trips that have taught and inspired me
greatly this year. That’s the best thing about travel – when you
keep learning learning learning. I’ve learned so much from
America that I’ve been bursting with ideas since I got back.
Out of all the places we went, I must admit, I got most inspired
and learned most from New Orleans. (Yes, even though I
am dying to live in New York for a year or two)
Have to tell u ALL bout this story..but u must wait :) This is in NO, with a woman who invited me into her home after I shamelessly gawked at her home for ages. She knows Brad Pitt ;)
Ana & I ... at the Meatpacking District, NYC
My dear roadtrip buddies & I in Washington DC, at the end of our adventure. Sigh..
Someone (unknowingly) became my model in front of Abe Lincoln's Memorial
And before that, a quieter, more reflective time …. I still remember this …
At Long Lamai, Sarawak. I bathed in this river with my young friend Victoria (yes, Victoria :) for company
That's her on the left & her cousin Kristiana, in front of their house
For those of who have not seen it, I wrote some articles on my
Penan and Long Banga trip which came out in The Nut Graph in October,
before I left for the US. You can read about them here , here and here .
But there are definitely more pictures I wish to share, here, soon enough.
Sometimes though, it aches to see these pictures. I remember how I felt
when they were taken.
Sometimes I feel more like the real me when I am away.
Some random points before I end:
- Sometimes in this country of ours, I wonder if certain dastardly acts are
pure and intended evil &/or corruption, or if a big part of it is people just
well … f*cking up. Seriously.
A series of Ooops, Aiyaks and a startling acceptance of Kebodohan
Melampau or Ape-ape sajelah. Perhaps it is ‘Fight Ineptitude’ we should be
aiming for.
- Is it normal to suddenly get turned off by friends when their heads
get too big? But you were so much more attractive & lovelier when
you were more humble, sweethearts.
- I’ve been thinking (or having to face thoughts) about bullying,
intimidation, revenge and forgiveness for quite a bit recently.
It’s made me seriously question what I believe in, and whether I have
the strength to commit to principles I hold dear. I never, ever thought
I’d allow myself to be bullied. Would/have you?
- I really miss having dogs. Think it’s that unconditional love thang.
xo
