Documenting my spontaneous thought, travel diaries, and things I enjoy in between
A temporary post. This is a translation of an excerpt from one of my favorite Vietnamese authors.
Translation:
“I want to confess something: I think a lot about death, not the how and when will I die — those are beyond my control, I think about what comes after when my eyes had closed, and my heart had stopped beating for the last time: what would I pass down to this world besides a body now has turned to dust?
Continue reading “Death”Cancun is a city associated with emerald green beaches, soft sand, and never-ending golden sunshine. The fame of this place has definitely scared backpackers like me a bit.
However, when I came here, things were different. It turns out that that magnificent “Las Vegas of Mexico” is only a little fraction of what Cancun truly is.
Continue reading “Chasing the sun”It was a lovely night after a long day of walking, sightseeing, and eating, my friend Dan and I decided to go for a drink.
“I don’t particularly like beer, but what I do enjoy is how people become more open after they’ve had a drink”, Dan remarked.
I agreed. Cuz not so long after we started drinking that I heard him asking me “What is love?”. Bruh, you know, this is not the kind of question you’d want to ask a 20-year-old girl on the first day we met.
Continue reading “What is love?”
