Sunset at Kapalai, Sipadan

We took a trip down to Kapalai on one of our evenings at Sipadan just to check it out. To be honest, I very much prefer staying at Seaventures even though the standard of accommodations would probably be very much better at Kapalai.

Firstly, Seaventures is a defunct oil rig. How cool is it to be able to stay on an oil rig especially if you’re not an engineer in the oil and gas industry. Plus, there is a super cool lift that lowers you down directly into the sea and back up when doing house reef dives. AND there is NO better experience than lying on the deck (with my birthday wish of having the lights off) counting shooting stars! Yes, I kid you not. Shooting stars are not as rare as I thought it was. In a span of an hour, I managed to see at least 5 shooting stars! Despite being exhausted from diving, I kept my eyes open for as long as I could just to see the stars. I actually ran out of wishes or probably was too tired to think of anymore. Hahaha.

Well, not that there are no better experience, I mean diving is pretty damn awesome too. But being on the deck counting shooting stars is probably one of my best experiences so far.

That’s Seaventures as seen from Kapalai island.

Sunset at Kapalai, Sipadan, Malaysia

Sunset shots.

Catching the sunset at Kapalai, Sipadan, Malaysia

Sunset at Kapalai, Sipadan, Malaysia

Sunset at Kapalai, Sipadan, Malaysia

The joys of simply spinning around. I used to do that all the time when I was young. The kids way of getting high. Hahaha.

Kapalai, Sipadan, Malaysia

Evening entertainment for the kids.

Kapalai, Sipadan, Malaysia

Sometimes I do have difficulty ending a post. Like in this case, I’m not too sure what to write. Thus my frank admission of not know how to end this.

There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stop the story.

– Frank Herbert

Our fav spot on our fav island in Greece – St Paul’s Bay

Apparently, a hot spot for weddings too!

I’ve come to realize that if I want to blog about a place, I do have to take more photos of it rather than just a couple of shots in the best angle (in my opinion). Anyway, we were pretty captivated by St Paul’s Bay given that this was our first time seeing a bay having lived on our little island for like forever. Hahaha. I actually had to google the difference between a bay and a sea.

We were also pretty surprised at how big the waves were within the bay. We expected the waters to be relatively calm since the rocks at the entrance seems to have taken the brunt of it.

So this is where our random walk took us too, it also helped that Lindos is a really small town.

Quiet and gorgeous. There are actually 2 “beaches” by the bay.

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This would be the perfect spot for a small beach wedding with just one cafe on that one tiny stretch of sand. 🙂

What if money was no object? – Alan Watts

Thought provoking: http://zenpencils.com/comic/98-alan-watts-what-if-money-was-no-object/

What would you like to do if money were no object?

I’d like to see the world for once
All standing hand in hand
And hear them echo through the hills
For peace throughout the land

I would like to travel, to read, to learn multiple languages, to take photographs and to write. None of which I am particularly good at (for now) because I’ve always been stopping myself from putting in too much effort. I’ve been (in a way) molded by society to be on the constant chase for money. Not that I’ve been doing very well in that too.

Life’s reminder that you’ll get nowhere, not here nor there, if you do not enjoy what you’re doing.

Then again, I do enjoy what I’m doing. It is not what I want to do most – travel, but it is not something that I dislike or dread doing either.  In fact, it actually provides me with the funds to do what I like – travel. The paradox.

I suppose this is where people would then make a decision to take a gap year or a sabbatical, to venture out for a year and attempt to pursue their dreams. The worst case scenario? One could fail and simply return to the rat race AFTER having had the experience of your life. At least you would now be without (or at least lesser) regrets and always being haunted by what ifs.

So that’s that. Looking forward to a year of exploring (a part) of the world, reading slowly with a cup of coffee, practicing foreign languages, actually waiting for hours or taking 100 shots just to capture the moment and genuinely putting in thoughts, time and energy to write. Not the kind of photo posts I’ve been churning out in my 30 days challenge.

Meanwhile, I think I am getting a little better at repressing the urge to conform to the norm.

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Strolling down Gion, the famous geisha district in Kyoto.

Train ride to Kyoto from Osaka, Japan

Took a train from Osaka and then a bus from Kyoto Station. Its kinda interesting what the mind remembers. In this case, I vividly recall falling asleep on the bus and woke up to find the bus fare I was holding in my hands missing.

Lesson learnt, always keep your bus fare in your pockets.

Anyway, we were at Kyoto in the day to check out Kinkaku-ji and only arrived at Gion in the evening when the sky was already dark.

Gion, Kyoto, Japan

Gion, Kyoto, Japan

A peek into the streets of Gion. We strolled down very briefly and found it to be filled with rather high end restaurants.

Gion, Kyoto, Japan

A few thousand origami paper cranes containing the wishes and blessings of those who left it there.

Paper cranes at a temple in Gion, Kyoto, Japan

Thinking back, our trip to Japan was really too short and we only managed to spend a couple of hours in Kyoto itself excluding the traveling time from Osaka.

We’ll be back Japan! XOXO.

Some of my favorite shots taken in Prague

In random order.

The walk down from Prague Castle to Charles Bridge, the colours of autumn.

Charles Bridge in Prague, Czech Republic

Charles Bridge in Prague, Czech Republic

Charles Bridge in Prague, Czech Republic

One of the 30 baroque (replica) statues.

Charles Bridge in Prague, Czech Republic

The view of the Vltava river from the bridge.

Charles Bridge in Prague, Czech Republic

Charles bridge in the background.

Charles Bridge in Prague, Czech Republic

Charles Bridge in Prague, Czech Republic

As the sky slowly turns dark. Interestingly, this shot brings about the memory of a bunch of rowdy teenagers who were saying hi to random people on the road as drove past in a limousine.

Prague, Czech Republic

Unfortunately, there isn’t a shot of the bridge itself that I’m happy and willing to post. Not when they are such a far cry from this. Photo taken off the internet.

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The Wieliczka Salt Mine in Poland

Where you’re welcome to lick the floors and walls any time throughout the tour. Hehehe.

On a random note, blessed is the one who is chain sneezing. ME.

It was a 2KM underground tour through the various chambers.

The Wieliczka Salt Mine, Poland

The Wieliczka Salt Mine, Poland

We were basically surrounded by salt, the walls, the ceiling and even the floors. And how would you know? This is what happens when you place your torch against the surface.

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Saint Kinga’s Chapel, the largest among the underground chapels found within the salt mine. Would have been a damn cool place to get married too.

Everything you see, is pretty much salt.

The Wieliczka Salt Mine, Poland

Probably the saltiest (last)supper ever.

The Wieliczka Salt Mine, Poland

Family shot under the salt crystal chandelier.

The Wieliczka Salt Mine, Poland

For a mine, it was certainly clean (hopefully not cause of people licking the place clean). Being my first visit to a mine of any kind, the size and depth of it was impressive! Not to mention the fact that there were multiple chapels, pulpits and even a lake all within the mine itself.

OH and awesome ice cream just outside the mine! If only it was this big.

The Wieliczka Salt Mine

Kamari, the black sand beach of Santorini

Darkness is the absence of light. Black is the darkest color, the result of the absence of or complete absorption of light.

Black sand beaches exist in areas with volcanic activities originating from ground lava that has evolved over centuries or created merely overnight through a large amount of lava flowing into the ocean.

On a random note, the opposite of love is not hate but indifference.

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Walking down the street to the beach. Here, you can get anything you need for a day by the beach. Towels, hats, sunblock, swimwear and what not. You name it and they’ll have it.

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An entire stretch of cafes and restaurants by the beach. Reminds me a little of Phuket but less crowded with lesser people calling out to you.

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Probably closed till summer.

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That does not look like a leisure stroll. I think we were walking purposefully to get our feet wet. Hahahaha.

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Then attempting to avoid the cold waves. The irony. Hahahhaha.

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Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I’ll be right beside you dear

The centre of the earth, the ancient site of Delphi

Located on the slopes of ancient Mount Parnassus, the Sanctuary of Apollo Pythios.

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Super curious about life as it was then. Without proper roads, without proper shoes, without cars and what not. How was it that they could build such majestic structures there and then amidst the mountains which withstood the harsh changes in weather for centuries?

The Tholos at the base of Mount Parnassus. Just 3 out of the original 20 + 10 columns left standing.

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Lunch at a little quiet town in Delphi before we made our way to the centre of the earth (determined by Zeus) .

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The reconstructed Athenian Treasury.

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Following in the footsteps of the pilgrams years ago, we made our way up the (now) slippery smooth marble steps  to check out the Temple of Apollo with the companionship of grasshoppers as seen in the shot below.

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What’s left of the Temple of Apollo where he spoke through his oracle at Delphi (who got high on the fumes coming out of the cracks in the basement of the temple).

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The rise and downfall of the Oracle, uplifted by humans and then felled also by the whims of humans. Sounds familiar, some things never change.

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I don’t think the Oracle was being purposefully cryptic nor were there answers to the questions asked. In all honesty, all gibberish can be interpreted as an answer which is in turn subjected to the biases of the one who posed the question.

Speaking of which, if you were sentence to death by poison (as in the past) and you are required to drink the poison. Given that it was your hand that lifted the cup of poison, is this then considered suicide?

The theatre at Delphi where drama and music competitions were held during the Pythian games.

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The stadium of Delphi which was also used for the Pythian games (what we now know as the Olympics). Was looking forward to racing my sister there, much to our disappointment, the stadium was now overgrown with weeds and of course, out of bounds to tourists.

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One day, when time travel is made possible, all shall be revealed.

On a side note, for those whom are interested in historical fiction, Nefertiti by Michelle Moran is an incredibly good read.

Only those who have the courage to the face the fiercest battles will receive the greatest rewards.

Do not step on the cirrus clouds

Some of you might have seen this sign at East Coast Park in Singapore.

Do not step on the cirrus clouds

And just below it is one of my favorite poems.

Why A Man Cannot Have Wings
Alfian bin Sa’at

Because he will crash land on his head, assuming it to be
The strongest part of his body.

Because someone will put up a sign that reads:
Do Not Step on the Cirrus Clouds.

Because it does not even take a man hundreds of feet above
Sea-level to learn contempt.

Because there will be new categories of handicaps: bow-wings,
Ostrich disease, scaly feathers, carousel flight syndrome,
Or at a freak show: The Amazing Wingless Wonder.

Because he will have a new weapon, gravity,
And everything he releases becomes a missile,
Even glass marbles, books, the fatal music box.

Because he is lonely enough without being able to
Frame the house he lives in between his forefinger and thumb.

Because then the sky will shed its metaphors of freedom
And become another path for him to carry his burdens.

Because there will be a popular form of suicide:
Flying into foreign airspace and being gunned down;
All it takes is a nose-tip to press an invisible blue button.

Because each death in mid-air, each comic comet plunge,
Will be another enactment of the fall of Man.

Because in concentration camps people will break wings
And use the feathers for quills to write sonnets
And pillow stuffing for innocent dreams.

Because he will have less to fantasize about, less of miracles
And the word ‘levitation’ will not exist.

Because there will be children who will empty their bladders
Under cloud cover in an attempt to make yellow snow.

And because he might get the wrong notion that he is closer
To heaven, when he has not even come to a mile
Within the presence of angels, despite the resemblance.

Some times I wonder, is mankind trying to hard to go against nature with their efforts for the greater good? Perhaps it was never meant to be this way.

The advancement of medicine, saving and prolonging lives leading to over population and thus taking a toll on our earth. Technology and television that teaches our young the wrong things, planting violence in their heads, increasing their knowledge and at the same time their wants. Resulting in discontentment with what they have.

We have so much more than what others used to have years ago. But are we happier? What happened to the simple joys in life?

Or perhaps, it was meant to be this way. Since everything happens for a reason.