Treasures from a Trip


It’s been a long time since my last entry. Actually, a couple of things like working on a new project, moving to a new place, going back to study, spending a few weeks in the Caribbean and even joining a fandom — please refer to two previous entries — kept me really busy for the past few months. Every day felt too short, and I couldn’t really think of anything interesting to write about.

But recently, there was something that made me feel like writing here again. I went on a trip. After weeks of planning, I packed my backpack and traveled farther than I’ve ever been from home. During a month I visited 5 different countries: USA (New York), the UAE (Dubai and Abu Dhabi), Singapore, Thailand (Phuket, Chiang Mai, Bangkok) and finally Japan! (Osaka, Nara, Kyoto, Hiroshima & Tokyo).

In such a short time I went to so many places, met lots of people and experienced so many different cultures that it’s hard to believe. And as I was finishing unpacking my bag last week, I noticed that I brought quite a lot of stuff back with me. Some things I bought and others I got as gifts, like clothes, books, CDs, accessories, assorted candies and postcards from every place that I visited. 🙂 Each one of them with a special memory.

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For instance, I always said that one thing I’d make sure to buy when I went to Japan was an album from Plastic Tree, the band that got me interested in studying Japanese. So I went to the Tower Records in Shibuya and got their latest album, alongside with one from another Japanese band that I like and one from that Korean group that I mentioned in a previous entry. (I couldn’t help it, lol)

There’s also a few things that I got in a big night market in Chiang Mai. That place had everything you could ever want, in every size and color! Not to mention at very affordable prices too. The lively atmosphere of those streets is still fresh in my mind.









There’s a bunch of postcards that I collected because I had an idea to use them in a project to decorate my room and several gifts that I received from friends that I met in Japan. Their kindness really took me by surprise. 😭

A yellow bandana that I got from a market beside the road in Chiang Mai, the day we were going to visit an elephant camp. “Just pick whichever you like. Put it on so we don’t lose you in the crowd” — our guide told us. And those pants that I had to buy next to the White Temple in Chiang Rai because the shorts that I was wearing were apparently “too sexy” to enter the temple. (Not really, but that’s what I was told!)

That “ultra light” jacket that I got in UNIQLO because after nearly melting in Bangkok at 38°C, Osaka’s 7°C felt unbearably cold! I got a hoodie, a scarf and a pair of gloves too, and I was absolutely bewildered at how Japanese girls could wear pretty skirts while I felt like freezing wearing three layers.


Also, a camera that I bought in an electronic store because mine suddenly died in Hiroshima — most likely related to accidentally dropping it in Kyoto two days before that — and how I managed to explain to the store employee what I was looking for in my awkward Japanese.

Oh, and also that book that I’ve wanted to read for a while and found by chance in a bookstore at Dubai’s airport. It was a great company in that thirteen-hour flight back to New York.

I could go on forever like that. It’s not like they are expensive things or anything, but I call them “treasures” because they make me recall precious memories whenever I look at them. Pretty much like the warm feeling you get when you’re looking through old photographs.

Anyway, for my next entries, I’ll write a little about those places that I visited. I’ve got tons of pictures that I want to post too. 😀

Thanks for reading!


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