Some Like it Haute

i love the smell of fresh laundry,
everything i collect my laundry from the dryer, i am always tempted to snuggle facewards into the feel-good fresh-crispness of it all.

i think i am suffering from travelling withdrawal symptoms. i keep expecting something novel to happen, something new to head my way. the familarity of the streets and way around feels odd too as i am probably too used to fishing out a map whenever i go. i miss checking up on travel websites to see where i should visit next. urgh.

i don't think i could find a more compatible travelling partner than my younger sister. true, we had our "did you donate your map navigation skills to the guys in iraq?!!?" moments and times where we wondered whether each other's IQ levels had dipped to single-digit levels.. but other than that, we are so in sync with each other (thumps chest twice -peace out-). who esle can i count on to nibble the streets away? who esle would walk an hour to la sagrada familia only to snap three pictures and be done with the gaudi masterpiece?

and when i read this off mattbites on argentina, my heart convulsed with sadness. i don't know how many of you know that i gave up a business study trip to argentina at the end of this year. south america- the last continent to conquer. i am still young, i know that.. plenty of chances to travel and unless some glaringly-accurate nostradamus-like prophecy about "the end of the world" comes true, argentina will always be around. but it still hurts. from the day i emailed the professor to tell him that i will be withdrawing from the programme. sigh.

a fellow female exchange student friend of mine (what an introduction) will be travelling through prague, vienna, italy and london on her own. in actuality, i am tempted to do the same as travelling alone would be a mini-milestone when gauged against the "personal-development-scale". well maybe just to one destination first.. nothing too ambitious

oh gaw-! i just found out that one of my favourite globe trekker host megan mccormick "graduated from boston university with a bachelor's degree in philosophy and political science." now what does that mean? and why the hell am i getting all excited? am i going to boston university? nopes, though lucky edward is. am i about dump business and swtich to political science? better not.

but you see how irrelevant her degrees are to what she is doing now? before reading this, i would have thought that political science and travelling host were chalk-cheese-compatible.. now, i see the light at the end of the tunnel.

this is such a long post.