Why Hugs?

One of the most basic needs of a human being is connection and contact. We live in a world that has, for the most part, forgotten the importance of this. Thus we get caught up in the distractions of everyday life and its drama and conflicts, forgetting the most important aspect of human growth...LOVE. Check in with yourself today. How is it to feel authentic unconditional love? Does the force of this love feel like it could change the world for the better? As Ghandi once said.
"Be the change you want to see in the world"

Hug a person today and give them your deepest heart.

Fort William, Scotland

I was told that Ben Nevis (the highest peak in the whole of UK) was supposed to be an easy walking trek, and at the end of the day, i got an alpine trek. Cold in the first section climb, occassional rain and hail on the middle climb, and snow storm at the top.

Well, I must say that scenery was indeed very nice, even though it wasn't the best weather, nonetheless, it is still as charming. :) I went to the climb with 2 other french guys from my bunkhouse, one of them grew up in the alps, so they taught me quite a few things during the climb.

But I think I did something that is very stupid. I thought because it was an easy climb (some said), I wore sandles up, and guess what? It was so cold that my hands and my foot were numb and it was so pain. I thought for a second that I'm gonna get frostbites all over my limbs. The feeling was like your blood being frozen and when u descend, you can literally feel that the blood in you slowly start to defrost.

As I went up and came down, I met many hikers, all of them give me the stare (thinking why the hell did i come up here in sandles). Some even asked me if I really did the climb with the sandles, and one group of students even think that I just went to the mid range and came down because it was impossible for me to do it with sandles. And so I did what I was supposed to do, it took me 3hrs 45mins to go up and 2 hours 15mins to come down, so a total of 6 hours, pretty average for normal people.

The climb was easy, but the weather definitely made it very challenging, with people all wearing very professional hiking gear, instead of being a cock like me. I learnt from it, and I think if you were to climb a mountain in a tmperate region, you should not forget to...

-bring gloves
-bring headgear
-wear a waterproof shoe
-wear thick jacket
-bring food and water
-get a buff


These are the least of the things that you should bring, the rest really doesn't matter at all. I mean there is a reason why people get lost up in this mountain (I have just seen a helicopter searching for somebody for the entire day and still couldn't find no one). Well, I even get to experienced a rainbow from the Mt. as the rain comes on and off, the rainbow comes out naturally.
With this, it marks my final destination in Scotland and having learnt so much history, culture and the way of life of all the Scots, I just feel that I'm starting to like what I'm doing.

In the past, I feel ashamed telling people that I'm just bagpacking for a week or two, now I feel that I have the complete freedom to travel as much as I want and do not really need to care about corporate race back at home. What is yours, will be yours, you do not have to search/fight so hard for it. But if it is your dream to do something, believe in it, go on and live it. You live your life only once....

Loch Ness, Scotland

Wanted to see the Loch Ness so much since I was a kid. I heard of a story of a Loch Ness Monster. Was it a myth or was it true?

Loch Ness is the biggest fresh water lake in the whole of UK and I must say it is really nice. But again, unfortunately, the weather was quite shitty, so I couldn't get much of nice pictures. Fret not, as I have some goodies for everyone. Nessie anyone???

Politics Explained

A little boy goes to his dad and asks, 'What is politics?'

Dad says, 'Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I'm the breadwinner of the family, so let's call me capitalism. Your Mom, she's the administrator of the money, so we'll call her the Government. We're here to take care of your needs, so we'll call you the people. The nanny, we'll consider her the Working Class. And your baby brother, we'll call him the Future. Now, think about that and see if that makes sense.'

So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what dad had said. Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parents' room and finds his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.

The next morning, the little boy says to his father, 'Dad, I think I Understand the concept of politics now.' The father says, 'Good son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about.' The little boy replies, 'Well, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, the Government is sound asleep, the People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit.'

Glasgow, Scotland

When I arrived at Glasgow, I was expecting to see what I have seen in Edinburgh, even though I was warned it is going to be very city like, but I never expect it to be so boring. Is really city, but worst of than Singapore. Probably the museum is the only good thing to visit. The rest of my time, I would spend it in the library to use the internet or boarders to read books. The books here are quite cheap, and I think I may buy a few. lol.

My couchsurfing host Nikki came and picked me up. She identify me at one instant, and she reminds me alot of Karla. The way they look, the way they behave and how selfless they are as humans. I always have a softspot for people who put others before themselves. Nikki cooked all the dinner for me and I offer to eat out, but she insist that I eat at home because it will be FREE for me and because I'm traveling, I'm totally cash-tight. She is totally awesome, and not forgetting that she have an overdraft in her bank account.

Alright, some interesting fact about her (I think she is like the main thing that interest me so much about Glasgow), she is born in Cambridge and is studying Music in Glasgow. She is passionate about what she is doing most of the time, the rest of the time, she yearns to be motivated by others, and she like E.lit. Gosh, the way she recited the olden poems, it just make me melt. It is so so nice.... She is quite a good vegetarian chef. I have never in my life ate so much ONIONS and GARLICE. One can only wonder how much have I fart from then till now...

Her house is so big, and she stack layers of duvet to make a bed for me in the living room. This is my make shift bed in her living room.

I walked pass this advertisement a few times in Glasgow, and I thought I would take this picture down, and see if you know their strategy. I just feel that if the Scots doesn't know this, they are like the stupidest people on earth can. This advertisement totally belittle the intecllect of any human beings. Obviously when u do a re-finance, the mortgage will be lower, unless of course you take up the LOAN from loan-shark la. And technically, it is impossible for RBS to give up the 1000 pounds. For a second, people will just want to try their luck at RBS, but you will definitely not be able to get even a penny out from RBS man. Then if it is impossible, why they only write 1000pounds and not more. If you write too much, then people will think is impossible already, so you just write an amount that will be big enough to tempt people to go RBS but not that big to allow people to know is impossible. This is a good marketing and financial ploy, but then again, is for people who dun really think.

Friday, the city was kinda busy because is the start of weekend, and being a small city, you still can have so many poeple in this one road. I also forgot when was the last time I see Orchard with so many people. :)

Stirling, Scotland

I took a day trip out from Glasgow to visit Stirling. Why is Stirling so important? Well, it is where the Scotland fought for their land, and where the mighty William Walace was killed aka Mel Gibson. If you remember the movie Braveheart, it was film here....

This is the Castle that they fought for and defended so hard.... This is the king at that point of time and where William Walace is fighting for.

This is the William Walace Fort and have a huge statue of him. Unfortunately, I didn't make it up till there, but my zoom lense did. :)

This castle is supposedly the stronghold of Scotland, if this Castle is defeated, the whole of Scotland is defeated because of its ground to tactical importance. No wonder, everyone one is fighting so hard in the movie. But, at the end of the day, the scot also betrayed William Walace and brought him to his downfall...sigh... Everytime they say how much the English bully them, but in the end, their own people also dun fight for themselves...

Edinburgh, Scotland

My first impression of Edinburgh was "Woah............". Remember how I describe Bath, this is a bigger version of Bath, and the best part about it is that it has a huge Castle in the middle of the city, just beside the train station. Isn't that amazing. That is like how brilliant.... Being the capital of Scotland, it definitely potrays Scotland very well.

My couchsurfing host waited for me at the train station. She was really nice. She came all the way to wait for me. Her name is Claire. She is not a Scot but a French. And I get to experience how a foreigner stay in Scotland, infact pretty much of people in couchsurfing in Scotland are not locals. Claire gave her bed up for me and she stay in the living room. So I suppose she is more of a gentlewoman than me as a gentleman. Totally no joke, I stayed there for 3 nights, and she slept in the living room for 3 nights. And every night there is a fiesta, I wonder how she sleep man, and she have to wake up early to work. But she was really really nice to me. I'm so damn touched....

Just below the Castle, there is a park which used to be the moat of Edinburgh's main water source, everyone just laze around it, enjoying the sun (but is still very cold, i wonder y and is only fall now).

All the buildings around it are olden gregorian style, and I think it is really nice. But it was quite a scare because once I came out from the train, it was so cold that I was freezing and my teeth was making lotsa sound. It rained the next day and again, it was very cold. The good news came on the 3rd day, and then, there was light....

There was pretty much things to see, lotsa mesuem are free and most important I walked the City of Dead. The Royal mile that lead up to the castle was build on old cities. Because in ancient city, they use to have very high rise buildings, and then the road was built on the 5th storey onwards. Then, it was rumoured that there are still people staying there because they refuse to move out. It means they stayed underground with no lights and almost no air for a good century. Is amazing, I would strongly recommend that to everyone to see.

There was this hill that wasn't like highlighted but I discovered it. Is about half an hour walk up (if you find the shortcut). From there you get to see the city and the sunset. The view was as usual, amazing.

I stayed there for 2 hours just to enjoy the weather and the sound of the wind. And waited till the sun finally set.... It is definitely a must see.

A woman needs a man

I just thought this is quite interesting as most of my male/female friends who are entering into their mid-20s, something to think about. Taken from here.

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I NEVER thought I'd say this, but here goes: A woman needs a man to be complete.

Recently, a reader mentioned how she was feeling the pressure to get married. And she's not even 30.

I wrote back to her: "Don't let anyone pressure you into marriage, although speaking from someone who's 43, single, and looking back at my own life, if you do find a soul mate and marriage is a possibility, do grab it.

"Singlehood has its many advantages, but to be able to share a life with someone who loves you and whom you love, well, that's a happy position to be in."

My, how the tide has turned.

For ever so long, I've been anti-marriage. Well, "anti" is too strong a word, but I've always felt that the institution of marriage was overrated.

Perhaps it was from seeing so many people emerge broken and bruised from bad marriages. Or it could be because I grew up in a home where domestic peace was rare (although you'd think that I'd have long stopped using childhood trauma as a crutch for anything that?s wrong in my adult life).

Or maybe it was a defence mechanism, given I've yet to find a man worth marrying, or whom I liked enough and who'd marry me - you know, two people so deeply connected they are willing to become stakeholders in each other's lives.

In any case, I've never bought into that whole white wedding thing. (Babies, yes, for a while, but not marriage.)

Except for a brief and regrettable period in my early 20s, I've never wasted brain cells on the treacly trimmings that others dream about when they plan their Big Day. (Raffles or the Ritz-Carlton? Pachelbel's Canon in D or Etta
James' At Last? Ten-course Chinese dinner or five-course Western lunch?)

Singapore women, I've always felt, should avoid being overly dependent on men.
Don't go spoiling them (or peeling prawns for them). It's more important to be happy with ourselves and to work on being self-sufficient, self-aware, self-confident and all those other fierce I-am-woman-hear-me-roar slogans.

What has caused my change of heart? Is age - shudder - catching up with me?

THE thing I have come to dislike most about being single is attending "couples"events.

They include concerts and plays where you're the only one invited without a "partner" because the organisers know that, too bad, you don't have one.
And dinner parties which you bravely attend alone only to suffer tiresome couples who seem to enjoy flaunting their twosome status to singletons the whole evening.

At lunch one weekend, I saw a stomach-churning display.
A good-looking couple with baby in pram were out having a meal - well, good for them. But they kept making goo-goo eyes at each other and couldn't stop smiling. When the food came, they said grace, then actually kissed each other delightedly on the lips before turning to their meal. He then proceeded to feed her from his dish using his fork. Oh please.

My lunch companion consoled me: "They've probably been married for just over a year, lah. It'll fade."

And then there's going by your single self to watch movies and the cashier kindly offering you that "single" seat at the back of the hall, segregated for wheelchair-bound people and lonely, solitary folk like you (for your information, that's seats K2 in GV Grand's hall 4 and J18 in hall 5).

Such a relentless onslaught of this singling out of singletons is enough to make even the most self-assured of independent women lose their self-esteem when, really, they should be cherishing their freedom.

BUT the inescapable truth - one that I've finally allowed myself to acknowledge - is this: Life is really much nicer when you have someone to share it with.

As an unmarried friend in his 50s puts it: "A partner is paramount when you're older. Having regular lunches with old schoolmates is certainly not enough. The isolation can be painful."

I'm not even talking marriage and husbands here but just the idea of having a 'mate' - yes, that frankly rather childish concept of a "boyfriend" - in your life.
When there's someone to love, and who loves you back, isn't life so much sweeter?

A colleague who married at the relatively late age of 35 says that she's slowly realising why marriage is such a good idea.
"It really is like having a 24-hour best friend," she says.

"Wake up together, go to work together, come home to someone to complain to, have hobbies together, go to sleep together. Ultimately, marriage is not about sex, financial security or even kids. It's about companionship and having a 24-hour friend who makes life easier most of the time."

I suppose you could argue that companionship and fulfilment needn't necessarily be from, and with, a man.

Surely what we all hunger for is just someone or something to love, and from which we get some feelings of love and appreciation back, and must this be in the form of only a husband or boyfriend? Can't it also be from a parent,
sibling or child? From a pet, even, or an exciting career?

But, oh, who are we kidding? Let's be honest. Nothing beats the frisson of commanding the time and attention of someone from the opposite sex whom you fancy and who fancies you. After all, humans are hardwired to mate.
No amount of cake and coffee with your girlfriends (sorry, girls, but you do know what I mean), or a pet dog's unconditional love, can give a woman the same happiness as when she is in the company of the man she adores and who loves her back.

The caveat, of course, is that he isn't a prince you kissed who turns out to be a frog, but someone who's kind, decent and sweet and who watches out for you.

It does involve risk and taking a leap of faith in your ability to read people.

After all, many a match starts off well but descends into hell. And hell needn't be about fights and acts of meanness. It can be plain boredom - that trapped feeling when you sit down for a meal with a supposed loved one and discover you have absolutely nothing left to say to each other anymore.

So, yes, the life of a woman will be complemented and enhanced by the right male companion.

But as my colleague also said, she'd rather be single and alone than to be married and miserable - and there are an awful lot of unhappy "happy couples"out there.

For her, though, it really is a case of finding the right partner.

If only we were all so lucky.

Liverpool, England

Visited Liverpool on a day trip with Fanni. This place is a little more lively as compared to Manchester, probably is because is some 800 years anniversary and match day between Everton and Manchester Utd.

There were quick alot of street performances as well as vintage cars showcase, and both of us cannot help but to get on it....

There is also a world sailing race. We saw sails all over the world, and my dear home country was there too, look at this...

We also visited the so-called famous place, the beattles museum (outside only). There is also great shopping with much more historical buildings here.

There were people here on the streets giving away free hugs, and the rationale of them doing it is because many a times we get so busy with EVERYTHING other than the human touch, so this free hug thing is to help people realize that at the end of the day, human touch is still the most important thing that u need and also the ultimate reason for survival.

Manchester, England

This place is really boring, didn't make a visit to Old Trafford because there wasn't any match, but I intend to come back here again in December to watch my favourite team in action. So far, everyone was telling me the tour and the match-day atmosphere is really good, I'm really excited about it.

Do you know that any city with 'chester' in their name has something to do with the romans, or the romans left something significant there. Found it out from an old man who was giving a crash course on England's history and Geography.

I was hosted by 2 Singaporeans - Gayle and Jason whom I got to know through couchsurfing. They are really really nice. Never fail to find something for me to do there. They brought me to a standup comedy, a tour around the city and makam at some dim sum place. :)

Then I also met Zing's sista - Fanni who was here on business trip. It was a good catch up, errr, what I mean to say is that even though, I only got to know her through Zing, I only met her once and that was the time I was introduced to her. I feel that I know here forever, somehow, I feel like I'm talking to Zing and Fanni is not Zing. Lol, I never see siblings that shared so much similarities. And we went to M&S for crazy wild shopping with grabs at 2-4pounds.

There is really nothing much here, but the shopping is good.

Will be back here again in December to meet up with Gayle and Jason again for some soccer this time. =)

St. Albans, England, UK

Paul, my friend from the army (my BCT section mate) is working here for a 6 month stint and thankfully, this is his last week, so everything works out really well. He is my adopter in London, his place is at St. Albans, and I got a room all to myself, though small, but sufficient. He showed me around his city and London as well. We have lost contact after we ORD, and just before I left, I organized an outing, and found out he is actually in London. So it was great catching up with him for the past one week. Not only did I found out he got a HOT Aussie-HK girlfriend who is an air-stewardess from Qantas, he is also a great cook. Pretty impressed at the Chinese food that he cooked, so learnt quite a few tricks and dishes from him. It was great. Even though it was a small town, it has the largest roman wall in Britain and the first pub in England by the name of “Fighting Cock”. There are many food that you have to try when you are in England. Fish and Chips (super budget meal @ 3-3.5 pounds, and is a truck-load of servings), Subway (1.99 pounds, sub of the day), Sunday Roast (or Steak and Ale) in pubs and of course their national cuisine, CURRY!!! And I must admit, did something really badddddddddd, went to wash my sandles and shoes in the washing machine, and it shrink and the glue dried up, so my soles and parts of the shoes came falling off. Tough luck, and imagine I still have 5 more monthes here. Sigh….

Bath, England, UK

The first I heard of Bath is when Mr Teng went there for exchange, and then I learnt that it was one of the top and prestigious university. And I always thought the city Bath was name after some guy by the name of Bath, however, it is a synonym for shower. The reason it is called Bath is because in ancient roman times, romans from all over that area will come to Bath to bathe. =p Bath is rich in hot springs and it produces half a million of gallon of hot springs a day, so again in ancient times, bathing is like a public affair, therefore, everyone comes together for a communal bath. This is how it gets its name. =) The first sight of Bath was mystical and extraordinary. I mean how often you see a whole city of roman architectures. It just makes everything very fairy tales like, as if you are in a story of Shakespeare or Hamlet. The settings are just too comfortable not to be felt as if you belong to the olden roman times. The city is quite small, so a day would probably be more than enough to cover, and seriously speaking. It is worth the day trip. And if you have extra moolahs, just the ancient roman baths, I think you will love it. It is at over 50 degrees celsius.

Stonehenge, England, UK

The picture of what we usually see in postcards and magazines about England. The much talked about stones what is built to measure the sun, moon and the stars. What was impressive is how they manage to bring the bricks to that particular position, because the nearest source of stone is a few hundred miles away, and that a few thousand years ago, there is no such thing that is called lorry. Moreover, how the hell did they carry the big stone (one full piece) get up on top?

It was flooded with tourists and about 50m in all around was cordon off to the public. Impressive at what the earlier human did, but somehow, the whole atmosphere was dampen by the huge amount of tourists…..

London, England, UK

Their budget airport is world class. I think they have almost everything and are really fully equipped in the airport. London at the first impression is really no big deal. Singapore is mapped up with Britian’s town plan in mind, and you will be surprised to find out that the people all around are a good mix of people from all ethnicity. Culture and food wise is quite diverse, and I still trying to understand why the England’s national cuisine is curry. I was expecting very expensive stuffs, but all are generally cheap and really worth the money, unlike Denmark and Sweden of course. But normally, be prepared to spend about 5-8 pounds on the food, after a while, the Singaporean who are here will ask you not to convert to SGD.

Shaun and me...

It took me about 40mins to really understand how I get from Victoria Train Station to my friend’s place. It is not at all difficult, but there are just too many funny details, and best of all, I took a tube (MRT/Metro) connecting to a train. You can get tickets everywhere, and is all linked. It is quite cool to travel to my friend’s place which is slightly (25mins) out of London. Then when I start navigating myself to his place, I realized that there are no street names. It was almost impossible to find a street name at the corner of the street. You have to use your imagination to imagine it out, but thankfully, with a little bit of luck and skill, I manage to end up where I was suppose to go and not go Holland.

Visited the normal Buckingham Palace, British Museum, London Eye, London Bridge, London Tower Bridge, Big Ben, Westminster and St. Paul’s Cathedral. Then met up with Eiliang who gave up his work for his greater passion of cooking, then Kunshan who is here for training for two months at Barclays and Shaun who is currently doing his exchange in Sweden. How small can this world be man. I probably know another 5-6 people who is in London now but didn’t have the chance to meet up with them.

London Bridge

Westminster

London Eye

Big Ben

London Tower Bridge

St. Paul's Cathedral

British Museum

Buckingham Palance

Then I went into the new financial district. It look really nice, you have the metro going over the river and then stopping in the middle of the building, it just makes the whole environment very sophisticated. I wouldn’t mind working here permanently. =p

Train Track and Children

A group of children were playing near two railway tracks, one still in use while the other disused. Only one child played on the disused track, the rest on the operational track.

The train came, and you were just beside the track interchange.It was not possible to stop the train but You could make the train change its course to the disused track and saved most of the kids.

However, that would also mean the lone child playing by the disused track would be sacrificed. Or would you rather let the train go its way?

Let's take a pause to think what kind of decision we could make................

Most people might choose to divert the course of the train, and sacrifice only one child. To save most of the children at the expense of only one child was rational decision most people would make, morally and emotionally.

But, have you ever thought that the child choosing to play on the disused track had in fact made the right decision to play at a safe place?

Nevertheless, he had to be sacrificed because of his ignorant friends who chose to play where the danger was.

This kind of dilemma happens around us everyday. In the office, community, in politics and especially in a democratic society, the minority is often sacrificed for the interest of the majority, no matter how foolish or ignorant the majority are, and how farsighted and knowledgeable the minority are.

The child who chose not to play with the rest on the operational track was sidelined. And in the case he was sacrificed, no one would shed a tear for him.

To make the proper decision is not try to change the course of the train because the kids playing on the operational track should have known very well that track was still in use, and that they should have run away if they heard the train's sirens.

If the train was diverted, that lone child would definitely die because he never thought the train could come over to that track! Moreover, that track was not in use probably because it was not safe.

If the train was diverted to the track, we could put the lives of all passengers on board at stake! And in your attempt to save a few kids by sacrificing one child, you might end up sacrificing hundreds of people to save these few kids.

While we are all aware that life is full of tough decisions that need to be made, we may not realize that hasty decisions may not always be the right one. "Remember that what's right isn't always popular... and what's popular isn't always right."

Time waits for no one...

To realize The value of a sister Ask someone Who doesn't have one.
To realize The value of four years: Ask a graduate.
To realize The value of one year: Ask a student who Has failed a final exam.
To realize The value of nine months: Ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.
To realize The value of one month: Ask a mother who has given birth to A premature baby.
To realize The value of one week: Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize The value of one hour: Ask the lovers who are waiting to Meet.
To realize The value of one minute: Ask a person Who has missed the train, bus or plane.
To realize The value of one-second: Ask a personWho has survived an accident...
To realize The value of one millisecond: Ask the person who has won a silver medal in the Olympics
Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have. You will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special.

Montpellier, France

My virgin trip to France. Never expect myself to fall in love with it so fast. Lol. It was really nice, did a couch surfing with Pat who happened to be a gay. He is half gay and fully bi. Oh well, this is my very first experience being really close to one, not that im a prejudice or what, but there are really interesting notes to share. Of course, them being them, I definitely sure kena taken advantage of in some ways. Lol, will share more when I’m asked personally….
My first thought of France is that it is so modernized and where the hell is all those stuff that I saw in my French lessons and in Mr. Bean movie. Well, for the starter, he brought me to a “Free Beach” immediately after I landed, which means I have not even changed or deposit my luggage at his place. “Free Beach” is a beach where you can choose to swim with something or naked, “Nude Beach” on the other hand is a beach that you MUST go there naked, so there is a difference. Then, being the photographer in me, I took a few shots, feeling quite shy to take more, the rest just reserve for my eyes only. =p
Then I end up at his place, and is also the first time that I have seen a bathroom in a kitchen, i.e., the bathtub just right beside the stove. This is damn comical, I wonder how you bathe until you dun wet your kitchen. I saw the cities and the architecture, it was quite modern, until I went to the old city, then it was really impressive, or at least is what I have always hope to see. Seen some nice houses and streets in old colonial style. Rustic, like what I think about Mexico, it is just like a dejavu feeling. Their monuments, statues and buildings are really very creative and abstract, which I think I have learnt to appreciate little by little after all my traveling. Then, the next day, he brought me to the country side, where I got a chance to see the French mountains, it is so nice and so different from the rest of the mountains that I have seen, nevertheless, it is still an eye opener. While hiking, saw a group of Germans hiking with Donkeys, so it is damn interesting. They are like trying to follow what Mary and Joseph did while carrying Jesus. So can’t help to stop and take a picture with the old arse. Got my first two bottle of French wine, and the owner of the wine cellar showed us around his cellar. Then he made us tried a few wines, which is like damn good, and of course, this was done after I bought the wines. He told us that his business is really bad, and he just bought over the place, but what keeps him going is his passion for this business, and he really enjoys what he is doing, so I guess in a way, this is somebody that I really aspire to be. He wraps my wine until so nice, and you definitely won’t believe the price too. Alright, and so the French always say they have the best wine, going to try and see how good is their best wines. Picture of Pat and me.The last day of the French visit, I was allowed to roam around all by myself. I thought Montpellier was kinda small city, and I was really surprised to see the downtown was full or mirth and live because the students in this town are having their orientation, so you get to see what they do during their orientation. Not that I want to compare, after the orientation that I have seen in Sweden and France, somehow or rather, I think what we had for orientation was really not a big thing. Though I have graduated, I wished for something more “happening” during my orientation. =p And I can safely say that this whole Montpellier trip was really fulfilling, especially when Pat even brought me out to the country side, and visited Carrefour (the stuffs are cheap and good, especially the cheese and the wine). I also get to know the mentality of a gay more, and really, I just feel that they are just like any of us. Really, is not a big deal…unless of course you are anciently traditional.Next stop, going to save the London eye from the hands of the Silver Surfer….