Breakfast at the hotel.
The entire hotel seems to be stuck in the twillight zone, straddling the space between the 70s and the 80s.
Unless, of course, it was meant to be retro-chic.
Well, I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves.
The rice porridge,and condiments – pickles, century egg, fried shallots etc – were delicious.
Coffee came out of a machine – with very little human intervention – Verdict: Atrocious.
Flight, soaring through rushing strato vales and nimbus peaks
Elation beyond all comprehension
Leaves you
Breathless
Wanting more – the rush gone too soon
heart beating catching up to readjusted reality
How to live now in anonymous monotony?
How to exist in grey silence?
Once tasted technicolor life is the only fruit
First night in Singapore.
Rain and thunder, but the rain is warm. A warm torrent. Welcome to the equator.
Dinner: La Viva -> Tapas (in the Chijmes complex)
Yes, all the way to Singapore for Tapas – LOL!
Spanish music is playing in the background of a cantina style restaurant.
Afterwards we had a surprisingly nice coffee. Jen, Phil, Adam and I chatted for some time , soaking in the sights, sounds and smells of a rain laden tropical Singapore night.
What do we really know? Not much it appears. Mysteries surround us and trip us up at every turn. Most of the knowledge we assume to be solid is in fact only theory. Not proven. Not fact. Not truth.
We must guard against those that claim to have the truth.
In fact, there is a beautiful saying:
Trust nobody who says they have the truth, trust everybody who is seeking for the truth.
I concur. To go a step further we must get away from an anthropocentric view of the world and accompanying truth(s) and widen our faculties to include all life in our quest for the ultimate answers.
I suspect that will lead us down a very difficult path, but the high road is always the hardest way to travel.
There have been attempts in the past. I call them anachronisms because they do not fit within the time and place, any time and place really, of their occurrence.
My hope is that one day these thoughts will not be anachronistic.
The Andaman Sea welcomes you with a warm embrace. Stepping into the water is like stepping into slightly thicker air.
I was astonished at the beauty and feel of the ocean.
The pics will give you a feel of the seclusion and serenity.
I just spent a week off the grid.
No access to my blog, email, social media, SMS or any of the other trappings of our connected lives. It felt good.
I grew up in a world without computers and it is nice to remember that people can live without them. Naturally, that proposition is becoming more difficult each day in the developed world.
Do take the time to disconnect once in a while. It will refresh you and might even allow you to reconnect with yourself and your fellow travelers on this, our adventure.
I would like to point out a worthy cause, that was brought to me by a friend and colleague.
His wife is battling with cancer and while on treatment in Germany she will walk a great distance in aid of saving the Rhinoceros from extinction. This story is both true and inspiring.
Please take a moment to visit the link and feel free to reblog this blog.
Thank you.
Ultimately, we determine our fate.
Every choice we ever made, good, bad or worse,
has brought us to this moment in time.
Sure, sometimes we do not seem to have a choice.
But even then we can choose how to react to an overtly dictated circumstance.
We must not seek to blame others or think the world owes us a living.
It does not.
Instant gratification and the resistance to persistent effort – speak hard work,
have become the norm.
We will not all be movie stars, live in mansions, drive Bentleys and be called Kardeshiham.
What?!?
It’s true.
Adjust.
A life, I think, can be measured by the friends we have, the aid we offered, the difference we made.
When you go is the world a better place than when you found it?
Magnificent
’nuff said…
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