I have been missing the cities that I visited in Europe last winter these few days, especially London, Paris and Barcelona. What beautiful and nostalgic places they are, so different from where I am now. I miss the architecture, the atmosphere, the streets, the food, and the language they spoke there. Browsing through the photos makes me really want to go back. Try listening to Chopin’s Etudes in E Major and you’ll know what I mean and how I feel. I wouldn’t mind the 10 hours flight across the Atlantic Ocean just to be there, even if I have no itinerary planned or whatsoever.
And of course Hawai’i too. Those were one of the happiest days this semester where I had incredible amount of fun and laughter by wandering innocently about the sunny island with my best friend here, such that I forgot I was actually still in the US.
And the surprising trip to New York City with my brother over a random weekend where we skipped our Friday for Central Park and Upper East Side and escaped the Berkeley rain for the Manhattan sunshine.
This time, one week from now, I would have landed in Changi Airport and you’ll be the first person I text to let you know that I’m home. My parents would drive me to my favorite place for lunch in Bukit Timah before heading home, and then I would be busy unpacking my luggage and excitedly giving them all sorts of random and special gifts until I would totally forgot about the jetlag that I should be having. Then they would take me to dinner at the usual Sushi Tei in Paragon and we would be having our three-hour dinner over a long chat at my favorite spot beside the long row of glass windows, where I would be the one talking 80% of the time and gazing at the bustling night scene along Orchard Road, like how I always did. And when I finally reached home again, I would sit in the middle of my Mum and Dad in their room to continue my one year worth of stories, probably repeating those that I have told them before. And finally, I would be missing my dear friends’ graduation ceremony back in Berkeley, sincerely wishing that I could be there and at home at the same time.