Thursday, September 21, 2006

Travel life has the essence of a dream. It is something outside the normal, yet you are in it. It is peopled with characters you have never seen before and in all probability will never see again. It brings occasional homesickness, and loneliness, and pangs of longings...But you are like the vikings who have gone into a world of adventure, and home is not home until you return.

But home is where the heart is. So where is home?


xiao ying @ 8:40 PM.