Today is full of memorable moments. A memorable moment with loved ones having an okay-but-not-so-okay meal at Hilton Hotel, where the staff offered each of us a complimentary chocolate cake in conjunction with Hilton’s 100 years anniversary. A memorable moment when I finally built the courage to say “This is it. We are ready!” A memorable moment when I finally got my hands on Scott Schuman’s book at only RM12. Today is indeed beautiful and I will not say in another way.
“At the beach, life is different. Time doesn’t move hour to hour, but mood to moment. We live by currents, plan by the tides, and follow the sun.” -Sandy Gingras, How to Live at the Beach
Copenhagen, Denmark
On Dec 12, 2014
It took me three planes and almost a day to finally reach the southern-most Scandinavian country. I was one hour behind schedule when I touched down at Københavns Lufthavn.
I had a good sleep until I was awakened about 7.30am. Come and look outside the window, Mom Lea whispered to my morning face. I jumped out of bed, and the rest is history.
A person who travels will always end up having a souvenir or more in hand. Whether it is a boarding pass, receipts, an article cut off from newspapers with language we do not understand, that cheap cowboy hat from one ‘Ahmad’ (or was his name Ali?), brochures, rocks, leaves, that ashtray you stole from a hotel room in South Korea, not forgetting that shower kits, key-chains, fridge magnets, or a piece of paper with a phone number and Skype username scribbled on it, and the list goes on.
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