manila calling. i lost track of the times i have been saluted, greeted with “hi sir”, and “thank you sir”. we drove by some of the poorest districts in the embassy’s limousine – feels like being a celebrity in a country full of poverty. i believe. then again everbody seems to be in a shopping…
Read moreFor the love of the game.
It started when I was a little kid. In mid to late december the first lakes would start freezing here and as soon as the ice looked strong enough to carry a couple of people and their hockey sticks we’d go out and play until dawn. When I started playing in a “real” team the…
Read moremy thoughts are out at the lake – whenever i have to make a decision, i feel like going out there in the evening, watch the lights and the water. just imagine sitting there and feel the world around you move – while you’re the only still spot. amazing.
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