I flew in to London Heathrow and was able to snap in a couple photos. I felt like a spy studying the steel structure of the terminals. The massive identity to them. But now, I’m wondering if that’s why they held my luggage for five extra days.
we love traveling and the amazing things it spoils us with. the endless excitement, experiences, sights, sounds, tastes, conversations, interesting individuals and everlasting memories that expand our once narrow minds.
to quote Lowell, “I like traveling. There’s a very lonely, yet, interconnected thing about it. I feel like I’m a part of the world, yet I’m not.”
here’s to more great travels to stir up our imaginations.
post-lunch walkabout in singapore’s little india on a bright sunday afternoon. an unpretentious and humble district so generous with culture, heritage, stories and lip-smackingly delicious comfort food that make you feel all warm & fuzzy on the inside.