The most beautiful sound in the world to me comes from pure waves crashing onto the shore. It sends my senses into a delightful state as my body begins to unfurl its tightly knotted muscles while my brain unfolds its tightly coiled threads of thoughts signaling the beginning of a vacation. All ready to turn off any sort of thinking, and abandon reality, or at least, postpone it for now, but all I really hear is the sound of Los Angeles coming to life as I wrap up this article at five in the morning on a Tuesday, all the while wishing I was back in my peaceful state, lying on a beach cot somewhere, ice-cold drink in hand and eyes on the aquamarine skies and seas. Continue reading “Playa Del Carmen and the Grand Sunset Resorts”
My life isn’t really as magical as it seems to be, that’s mostly why I make it a point to write about the beautiful things I have seen and experienced which are much better read with rose-colored glasses and a full cup of wine or, in my case tea, extracted out of all the other actual elements that usually comes with traveling like the hassle of having gone through any international airport, the usual trepidation of having to find your hotel and having to communicate with bus drivers, taxi drivers, shop owners, and information desks, the anticipation of finding museums or all other attractions that have been endlessly researched, and most especially, the decision or indecision of the most important element of traveling, where to eat. Continue reading “Istanbul: Eminönü to Beyoğlu”
The dress they made me wear was not what I had imagined. I thought I would be wearing a yellow flowered sun dress but instead here I am sitting miserably and itchy, behind the couple in front of the altar and all I wanted to do was take off this hideously laced white dress. Continue reading “5-Year Old Flower Girl Diaries”
I met her when I was in college. We weren’t really what you call “close” friends but we understood each other enough to like and respect each other mutually. Continue reading “I Wish You Well”
I don’t want to die.
This was my first thought when I suddenly woke up from a dream. The bed sheets were soaked from my perspiration, my long hair pasted on my soggy face. Continue reading “An Introduction to a Story about Love #NaNoWriMoChallenge”
First of all, hello beautiful! Continue reading “Hello, Beautiful!”