Mystifying Valley

Tara now, Agnes and Yau.
Thanks for your care and your love all these years.
Thanks for making me feel like the luckiest sister friend on earth.
Without the two of u, life in Liverpool would have been so different.

Tara now, Chin and Grace.
Thanks for your support and your friendship all these years.
Thanks for being such good friends and never fail to make us smile.
Don’t forget to send me your wedding invitation when time comes, k?

Tara now, Paula and Vianti.
Thanks for making my life so much brighter since you both came in.
Thanks for all the laughters, all the tears, disappointment and triumphs.
Keep to your promise to visit me in Malaysia next year, will ya?

Tara now, Jackie.
Thanks for being my greatest sister and mentor support.
Thanks for making me dinner and delicious soups during exam time.
You’ll always be my biggest worry after I’m gone.

Tara now, Nellie, Meaw and Tee.
Thanks for being such great colleagues.
Thanks for teaching me so many things and sparing me so much of your generosity.
I’ll always remember you guys.

Tara now, Peter and Carole.
Thanks for accepting me as a part of your family.
Thanks for your cheerful jokes, encouragement and you never cease to make me laugh.
I promise I’ll write.

Tara now, Keith.
Thanks for always being there.
Thanks for always listening.
Promise our friendship won’t end from here, alright?

Tara now, all our friends in Liverpool.
Till we meet again, you’ll never walk alone.

Just got back from London after about two weeks of a very relaxing break. It was a farewell trip to say goodbye to our relatives and friends, and we were being pampered so well I guess I’ve gained a stone after all those sumptous feasts and lots of sleeping. I wasn’t as adjusted to the hustle and bustle of London as I used to during college years, but it was so good to see my sisters and nephew after so long. I really miss them now.

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Yesterday was spent at Claire’s place catching up since the last time we met was last summer. 8 years ago we both came to this stranger land together though we went on a very different direction and hardly see each other often, knowing that we are somewhere reachable has always been a great comfort and when we hugged each other goodbye in the tube, I could no longer hold back my tears. It was all very emotional.

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I’m no longer skeptical about going home, I’m confident it’ll be a good start. I’ve been receiving lots of positive and negative comments and advices from people but I prefer not to judge till I see it myself. I’m going home afterall, aren’t I? The worst I can get is to land a 1k job but it’s still home. However, I’ll need some time to settle down and to get used to the things from where I came from.

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Tomorrow is my last day in UK. I hate to say goodbye to friends whom i’ve cared for so much. I hate to say goodbye to Liverpool, a city I’ve grown to love.

I’m currently blogging from London at sis’s place, which is our last destination before heading home in another 10 more days. There are 3 more relatives from Ray’s side to visit and then we’ll be done and home we come.

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Seriously, we haven’t stopped running since we quitted our job almost a month ago. First there were several leaving dos with colleagues and friends and lots of drinking. Before I know it we were already on the plane heading for our Europe trip.

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It was a fabulous trip, first time being a backpacker wasn’t easy at all but it was a hell of an experience. My rugsack weighed about 25kgs and I’m still recuperating from sore shoulders, Ray was laughing at me throughout the trip whenever I was carrying the rugsack cos he said he was struggling to see my head from the back and it looked as if a spooky bag was walking on its own. haha. but not so funny.

Anyway. My favourite place? It has to be Chamonix of France, nothing beats the feeling of being on top of the world at the summit nearest to Mont Blanc.

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Worst place? You’ll be surprised.

Rome was supposedly a really nice historical city and we’ve been longing to visit Rome for a very long time and therefore, we’ve stayed there for 4 nights hoping to see the city more thoroughly. But sadly, it was a big disappointment as it turned out. The place was notoriously overcrowded, it didn’t help even we tried to go back to those famous spots in the night to avoid the crowd.

Trevi fountain was magnificient but it wasn’t as romantic as it claimed in many movies. We struggled hard to find a seat to sit down and to enjoy the view and when we finally managed to squeeze into a small corner, then there was a crowd of Indian sellers trying their best to block our views by standing in front of us unless if we buy an item from them. It was really intimidating. Some of the locals there were really rude and the worst was how we almost got mugged on a busy street and only managed to escape the ordeal by me hitting the bitch’s hand who tried to steal the wallet out of Ray’s pocket. And I was yelling like a mad woman on a busy street.

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Besides that, we visited the Vatican City the day before the Pope passed away. The Sistine Chapel? Absolutely splendid.

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Will try to write more about the trip later. By the way, thanks for the birthday wishes. It was a very normal day, just the way I liked it.