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Taj Mahal,

You have redefined love.

For centuries, people have shown and known love, but unlike yours. Yours was so extravagant it lit the pages of history on fire. Love, intangible as it is, cannot live in concrete, but you are the greatest…

A Tale Of 3 Cities, Siem Reap

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When you’re young, and in the face of something old, there’s that tugging draw to know, because you witness wisdom that is incomparable to yours. You see its skin, and on it is etched a thousand days of history. You see its walls, marked with symbols and faces and cracks. You know only minutes of its life. You are small.

Remember that you are small, but inside you are infinite. You have universes inside you.

“Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.” —The Winter of the Air (via sourwolfie)

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Every Time You Go

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(I was writing about this and the words just wouldn’t stop. I guess that’s how I knew that it really is love.)

It’s in the thud of suitcases, the scarves and makeshift blankets, or the 21 and counting hotel toothbrush stash. Perhaps, in the haikus you write? The backpacks you sling? The…

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A tale of 3 cities, Saigon

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I wasn’t supposed to have been to Vietnam yet. It wasn’t part of the plan. But plans get shot, or get offsprings, or get dissolved in uncertainty until it turns to nothing… so I treat plans like I do weather forecasts — a guide, not a basis for anything.

“I never answered your question, if I ever thought about being a human. Once, I was on a trek in the Andes, and a hummingbird flew up to me, and just hovered there staring at me. It’s tiny heart was pattering like a machine gun… And I thought, what a thing, you know, to have to work that hard every day, just to stay alive, to be constantly on the verge of the death, and how satisfying every day must be that it survived. And that was the only time when I thought about being human.” —Klaus, The Vampire Diaries

Tokyo Day and Night

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Go to Shinjuku in the morning…

… then head on over to Shibuya at night.

Shinjuku has some of Tokyo’s best electronics stores (Bic Camera and Yodobashi Camera) and malls around (Mylord, Lumine, Isetan, and Odakyu) while Shibuya has one of the best nightlife scenes I have ever seen…

Ginza in the morning

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And behold, one of my favorite places in Tokyo.

No modern love

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Found these somewhere there, underneath the glimmer of Tokyo’s city lights and its serious-looking busy men clad in suits.

We tried to catch the tuna auction at 5 am in Tsukiji Fish Market but the morning chill and the homey bed got the best of us so we got there past 7 am already.

Akihabara/Dome City

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Akihabara: the electric town for all things electronics and anime

Tokyo Dome City: home to Tokyo Dome stadium, amusement park, and mall

We landed at around noon and took a 50-minute train ride from Narita airport to Tokyo…

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Your small winding roads and tiny souvenir shops, your quiet streets lined with restaurants packed with loud men, your suburban feel trodden with airport hotels… you were the perfect ending to the raucous 13th of October.

If I hadn’t missed the flight, I wouldn’t have had the pleasure of becoming acquainted with Narita. It didn’t justify missing the flight, but I guess it made it more worthwhile.

Hello, Goodbye

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I have a thing for places full of comings and goings, departures and arrivals, beginnings and endings. These places hold a certain kind of duality that trifles with emotion — train and bus stations, airports, helipads, docks, even parking lots…

The world is quiet here

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December’s first week just rolled in and I’m taking cue from my favorite writer Lemony Snicket. It feels like December is off to a quiet start and I’m finding it rather easy to like it that way.

It’s so nice to look back at the good things once in a while.

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There's something about Huntington

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I’ll go ahead and say it: Of all the beaches I’ve ever been to my whole life, Huntington Beach is my favorite. I don’t particularly know why. I just really love everything about it. I’ve been to Huntington Beach quite a few times already but it never gets old.

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