Zaanse Schans: Of Windmills and Childhood Dreams

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“I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I took joy in the things that made me happy.” ― Neil Gaiman

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HOLI Cow, such a beautiful mess!

I first heard about Holi Festival of Colors from my blog-hopping sesh a few years back and thought of including this in my bucketlist—go visit India, where this festival is originally from, and participate in the festival! But then, India’s a bit far from where I am currently in, which is in the UK, so I opted for a similar fest just around London—same event, just in a closer and more convenient location!

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Scotland at Last! …minus the tent and the campsite

“Wait for me, let’s go together to Scotland…let’s pitch a tent, let’s camp…” I’m sure he might have already forgotten about what he said. But yeah, I waited—okay, part of the waiting was really because I didn’t want to go to Scotland alone last year—I think it’s too pretty to be admiring it by myself and it’s a bit of a loser of me to be camping alone!

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2013 SPAINtastic Trip (2 of 3): Valencia and the La Tomatina Festival

…So we found a perfect spot in one of the corners; we were against the wall, and tall people were in front of us, which turned out to be effective shields against the flying tomatoes! :p And then we heard the sound. We saw the trucks pass by. And then there were tomatoes flying from all over the place, the rain adding to the excitement.

The fight lasted for an hour, and then all I saw was red–bloody red. I loved it, although the smell of too many mashed tomatoes was kind of awful. I love red. And then O-Tough’s battery went dead.

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Four Seasons of Aloneness: A Birthday Run Away to Norway

One of my fave travel quotes says “I haven’t been EVERYWHERE, but it’s on my list”… So on my birthday, just out of randomness (and weirdness), I ran away alone and went to that “Everywhere”! :D **Ang arte lang!**

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I took my love and I took it down; I climbed a mountain and I turned around… And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills; ’til the landslide brought me down… –Fleetwood Mac