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there are things camera can’t capture

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It can never catch up with what eyes can see.

Loch Ness, Scotland

17th October 2010.


week one:

To summarise all the things that are new, bizarre and some of them as awesome in a post is difficult. To write things that happened in the first week in Newcastle is also a tough thing to do. I keep remembering and forgetting stuff at the same time it proves to be irritating when I want to share with you guys many things.

Life here is quite nice. Apart from the occasional cold and rain and strong wind, walking to school can be enjoyable. Although the walking tires me out everyday, the view is breathtaking. That is, it’s only the week one. Maybe after a month I will get sick of watching cows and fields on my way to class. It’s definitely cleaner here than in Malaysia, I notice. And I find that there are many recycle bins here, too many in fact that at times I couldn’t find any regular waste bin.

The things I like most here in UK are the milk, chocolates, butter, cheese, Crunchy Nuts, tea, baguettes, oh my God it’s all food! I ate Auntie Anne’s cinnamon pretzel for lunch while sightseeing in town today. That was heavenly.

Above all, I hate toilets here.


Amsterdam Airport Schiphol photos

 

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felai

 

This is my last chance of writing at home. Two months of wishing time to fly fast and suddenly 24 hours is not there for you anymore. I wish to go there and stay at home at the same time, just like I want to go to classes and spend my holidays. Or the way I wish that I don’t even want to go to work but at the same time I’m being paid luxuriously.

This time I will go to the airport and not return. I’m not planning on where to go after the visit to the airport. This time I will be nervous and scared, because everybody fears the unknown. Fear of not knowing where to meet other people, fear of not bringing important document and fear of the fear itself.

The departure time is 2355. Now is 0419.

Wish me luck.


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