Lost Ship

     There was once a man who dreamt about going to his own promised land far away and across the seas. He worked day and night to set aside money for his sacred journey. After several years, he checked his chest and found out he got enough money to fulfill his personal legend. He said to himself, “Now, I will leave this country and set fort on my voyage.” After some preparation, he set fort and went to the sea port. As the ship was ready to set sail, he hurriedly ran and got in the boat, and so his journey began. After several days, they reached land. As he got off, he asked the bystander, “Is this the coast of Gudal?” The man gave a quizzical look, and to his surprise, he said no and told him he got on the wrong boat. “So, what ship should I take to reach that land?” The bystander replied, “You have to ride the ship bound to Riev.” And so he did. After arriving the pier, he asked again, “What ship should I get to arrive at Gudal?” The lady answered, “You must first get to Frieka.” So he did. After months of  going to and from unknown lands, finally he got frustrated and said, “Now, I am lost. In order for me to reach my destination, I have to go to where I started.”
     Sometimes in our journey of life, we get lost. We try to accomplish our dreams having wrong intentions from the beginning; like leaving on a ship not knowing where it would go.

Icarus

     I just read the news that scientists have figured out how honeybees fly and flaunts these findings to those believers of Intelligent Design because before, the believers challenged them to explain the smallest of nature’s enigma-how honeybees fly. So, the article explained about amplitude and beats per second, and so on. At the end of the article, it says now that we have the tools and technology, science can explain everything that surrounds us.
     I remember the story I read in the encyclopedia when I was very young about Icarus-the one who made wings to fly that when he saw that he could fly, he began to fly higher and higher than could possibly be to reach the sun. In the end, as he tried to touch the sun, the extreme heat melted the wax that glues his wings to his body, and so he fell and died a tragic death. That story applies very well with us human beings.

Day One

     First Day. The first day arrived with preparation and enthusiasm like embarking on an important mission. There was a scent of both eagerness and fear, not knowing what tomorrow comes. After all, that is the meaning of adventure.
     I double checked first, my important documents that would provide some information about the tour, what to bring, and what to do in case you were left behind (haha). Telephone numbers, tour number, bus number, and we all thought that math isn’t important! My analog camera (well, it’s not digital), analog watch, and my analog video camera, all packed and ready to go. Two shoulders and a hand that kept full with bags lugged by those three. My tita even cooked me some Londonish breakfast before my tito and I headed to the hotel where our meeting place was. After passing some houses that looked the same, and roads that looked the same, my tito slowed down and a bit clueless where the hotel was hiding. He knows where to go, although there were street signs everywhere, which is quite confusing. “No Left Turn, No Right Turn, Do Not Enter, One Way” All these are strictly followed or you might get caught by a hidden camera. One funny story my tito told me, when he over sped on a highway, got home and connected to the internet, he was shocked to see his own face on the website for violations. And on the same website, there he paid his free advertisement.

The Year It Was

     There is a kid inside us of every person. The sense of trying to learn from the world around us, and the magic of discovering life’s simple truth. We’ve always wanted to explore, touch, see and hear different from the experiences we were once in, and we cherish every moment and every tick of the hand; we fell in love of places and people we meet on the way. Life’s a journey as they always say, but you can’t live a life living inside the self, lacking attitude, lacking adventure. 2005 for me was a first glimpse of another world afar, across the distant seas, and up the limits of the skies. There I saw a different world, a wonderful place, a place I’d visit every time I see in my deepest memories.

     I flew to UK all by myself. No parents and no cash (hehe). I visited my tita in London and there I saw what life there is all about. It was truly enchanting: the historic places where kings and queens lived, the stories of one Scottish hero, who died saving his people, and the mystery and webs of deceit, conspiracies and tragic deaths. All these I learned as we rode on a bus having a tour around UK.

     There are other things I wanted to share, but words and space will not suffice. Come to me as we embark on a journey that only the both of us could arrive. “Popcorn anyone?”