7 June 2013
Funny, I was just thinking of Singapore yesterday. Going there three years ago elicited many firsts for me: first time to ride an airplane, first time to go another country, first time to ask directions from a stranger, and many more.
This is what I wrote to accompany the photo above:
23 March 2010
Tuesday was for exploring Singapore alone. Walking the streets, can barely read a map, poor skills at navigating and getting directions – I didn’t expect to survive much in a city I hardly know. But it’s so lovely to be lost sometimes, and see where your feet takes you.
This is taken at the Buddha Tooth Relic Temple. I was in awe the whole time I was there. The walls were literally covered in Buddhas, varying in shapes and sizes. There is also a corresponding Buddha for the Chinese zodiac under which you are born.
I just felt like I walked into a different world entirely, and how marvelous is that?
I miss Singapore, even if I was only there for about a week. I think I would like to go back sometime. Just to visit–I don’t think it’s a place where I would want to actually live.
And then–to travel some more. God, yes, I do want to travel very much. You often talk about growing roots; I often dream about flying, and being out there.