Thursday, December 9, 2010

Home is where the heat is

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Yes, I deserve a slap on the wrist for leaving my blog untouched for so long. Since my last post, I became acquainted with Wuthering Heights and the infamous fog swallowing up the moors of Worscester in England, scoped out the military attire, coupled with trenchcoats, on the streets of London (as well as catching up with my darling friend, Erin!), stayed in a castle in Florence, Italy, got completely saturated trudging the busy streets of Rome, as well as eating five-star Yum Cha in China and Hong Kong (so delicious!!).

After experiencing the bone-chilling bitterness of the fast-approaching European winter, coming home to the sweltering heat and humidity has definitely warranted the abuse of airconditioning in my house. Oh and not to mention trips to the beach and agonising whether to toughen up and dive into the icy water or not. It is so lovely to be home, sweet home.


  1. Excellent Title (:
    I'll have you know: Home is (also) where the heart is.
    You've stolen my heart. How can I ever be at home without you?
    I'm relieved that you've arrived safely from your European/Asian adventure.

  2. So glad to have you back home El. And yes, there are lots of beach days coming up during the Christmas break! xx