all set!

i'm going for a backpacking trip!!

us 4 - Deepa, Deepak, AhSoo and i have been planning this for the longest of time. and tmrw - 10.50 a.m. - off we fly to Norway.

10 countries, 30 days - it's a mission, a pilgrimage.

here's our so called "well -researched" itenary we came up with:

Oslo - 14th June
Stockholm - 16th June
Copenhagen - 19th June
Berlin - 22nd June
Prague - 25th June
Munich - 27th June
Vienna - 29th June
Budapest - 2nd July
Zagreb and the Split - 4th July
Dubrovnik - 6th July
Italy - 8th July
Greece - 18th July

but here's the joke of the moment -
me being ME, failed to realise i had shortage of funds in my account to last me the whole trip. so badly shortaged, that if i went with what i had, i wouldn't be able to eat at all thru not till only yesterday. (greatness in the making, eh. 2 days before flight!) had to make urgent/tearful/pleading call to mum to ask for more money. so much for being independant and responsible.

so off we go tmrw - to our soul searching, tolerance testing euro trip. i'm predicting i'll know new sides of my 3 friends after this one month adventure. the bad and the ugly.. the shocking and freaky.. the hairy and scary.. (yikes.. scratch that).. [that sounded wrong too..]

anyways, i'm thinking of making a whole blog on the month's adventure. that way, i don't have to update everyday on my on goings.. doubt there'll be so much time to spen in the internet cafe.. but then again, blogging in the super past tense.. would be kinda.. texting. the bulk! so constant updates would be better.. hmm... so how ar?

for now - yayyyyyy!!!

eastern europe, here i come!

bloomsville

walking home from the tube one day,
with the camera in hand and the sun in my eye;
i spotted a pretty yellow flower,
growing steadily in a hedge nearby.


"that's a weird lil flower",
i heard myself say,
(no wider then 2 inches);
no wonder i didn't see it yesterday.


crossed a narrow road,
walked pass that friendly grocer;
behind him i noticed;
was an interesting looking creeper.

is a rose a flower or a weed?
if grown so wild, so carefree;
i dare not imagine its fate,
if someone plans to clear that gate.


now, what else do i see?
not very far away from me;
tiny purplish pretties,
popping everywhere like daisies.


i must have gone overboard,
taking so many pictures that day;
a strange act in my little neighbourhood,
for a passerby asked whether i was "OK".


almost reaching home,
walking pass my neighbour's garden;
i stole another shot or two;
of her tiny little Eden.


too bad i don't know their names,
of these beautiful flowers;
well, i could start googling them,
but alas, that would take hours.