All posts tagged: culture

Day 279: Stumbling upon tickets to see the Dalai Lama and On Plate, Still Hungry…

I don’t even remember what random train of thought it was, or WWW surfing I did, that brought me to this page today… But boy am I grateful! Because twenty days from today, I will be lucky enough to be sitting in the presence of His Holiness the Dalai Lama. And what a day that will be =) / On Plate, Still Hungry – cool exhibition. Well done, Protein, and thank you, Kat, for inviting =) Can’t wait to have one of these hanging in our kitchen =) x

Day 271: Happy boss and happy clients, Fiona’s birthday lunch, DJ’s laugh, Hayfever and This new singing habit of mine…

Grateful for the end of another successful and productive business trip. As an Account Manager, there is nothing more rewarding than having a happy boss and a happy client. =) My work is done… (for now!) / Grateful for lunch at Bistro de la Gare with Fiona, Jo, Tim and Zahur. Short but sweet. I did not have the raclette this time but good to know I don’t have to go all the way to Borough Market to get some! / Thank you Deej and Dani for organising theatre tickets tonight. Hayfever was hilarious, and being at the theatre in general was such a nice treat. Now write this blog in the manner of the word… winsome! šŸ˜‰ (awhhh shucks!) / DJ’s laugh. In all its variations… Grateful!! I think my favourite one is the one I call THUNDER. I tell you, when DJ laughs like this, you feel it vibrating around the cavern and in between all the ribs of your ribcage! Powerful stuff indeed! And scarily, mightily infectious! MUAHAHAHAHA. / So here’s the …

Day 231: Day 4, Inca Discovery Tour, Peru

Inca Trail Day 1 –Ā Grateful to have started our 4-day trek to Macchu Picchu. / Grateful for every step of the 7km we walked today and every natural wonder our eyes feasted on along the way, from quinoa fields to snow-capped mountains, hummingbirds and undulating, rolling waves of overgrown and dense jungle. / Thank you to all the porters who carried the bulk of our stuff up and down these steps. / And to the chef for making the effort to buy me fake soy meat for dinner. / Thank you to G Adventures for putting together this amazing tour – I was so not expecting this… This is the most pampered I have been on any camping trip. Definitely worth every penny. And then some!

Day 230: Day 3, Inca Discovery Tour, Peru

Here are some of the things I’m grateful for today: Our guided tour through the Sacred Valley of the Incas / Visiting the weaving ladies of Saqsaywaman (yes, it sounds like sexy woman with an accent!). / Seeing llamas and alpacas roaming freely before me, and learning how to distinguish the two. / Visiting the market stalls and finding my perfect yoga blanket made of thick and comfortable alpaca wool. (Apparently wool, being a natural fibre, is better for asanas and meditation as it neutralises the ground or earth currents which would otherwise detract from and distract one’s practice… That, and it keeps you warm and therefor comfortable for longer!) / Finding my perfect hippie pants (trousers?! – I don’t know how to speak anymore. Too much traveling and cross culture communication!) / Realising another reason why I love this country… I’m in quinoa heaven! This stuff is everywhere – there are fields and FIELDS of this stuff! Growing tall and wild and all clustered in different colours! – and today’s vegetable quinoa soup at …

Day 229: Day 2, Inca Discovery Tour, Peru

Grateful for flight no. 10 of 14 from Lima to Cusco. Sooo far so good šŸ˜‰ / Grateful I’veĀ finallyĀ just been reimbursed for the extra flight I booked back to Lima by accident… Erm… So it turns out I don’t just miss flights, I tend to double book them as well šŸ˜ / Cusco, te quiero! Currently 11, 200 ft above sea level and grateful not to have altitude sickness. 2, 580 ft more to go šŸ™‚ Am actually quite chuffed because I just found out that although Macchu Picchu itself is only 7, 970 ft above sea level, the highest point on our trek is when we reach Dead Woman’s PassĀ at 13, 780 ft. Which means… I will have surpassed the last biggest mountain climb I did when I was 14 up Mt Kinabalu in Borneo (13, 435 ft). SWEET! / Here are other things I’m grateful for today: Travelex Cash Passports (another thing all global nomads should have in their pockets!); our new tour guide, Max; G Adventures for organising this whole trip; getting …

Day 194: Strong tailwinds, Lai See Packets, My office in the sky and Dharma Mittra's Maha Sadhana DVD…

Grateful I made it to flight 6 of 14. And that it turned out to be one of the smoothest, fastest flights from HK to London yet. 1 hr ahead of schedule and with little to no turbulence. Thank god for strong tailwinds eh! =) / Grateful I got a whole row to myself so I could turn this flying hotel into my personal office and sleeper! / Grateful for my Maha Sadhana DVD, which brought me great comfort and Ā inspiration on the plane. I cannot wait to meet this dude. 3 more weeks =)

Day 187: Australia Day, The smell of rain, Not having to wear a suit to work, Hot desking and DJ!

I might have been working all day, but I’m glad I was here on Australia Day. Nice and timely =) / I love the smell of rain. One of the best things in the world =) / I love that I have a job where I don’t have to wear a suit into work every day =) / I love that my job allows me to travel and work from pretty much anywhere in the world. So long as I’ve got this laptop with me, I’m all sorted! / I love DJ. Forever and ever one of the bestest friends I will have in the world. Thank you for being in my life. And thank you for staying on the line with me while I tried to sort out the ghost in my room =S Love you (and chocolate milk!) long time! xxx

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Day 140: The Medina of Marrakech, Souks, Tajines, Witnessing my first exorcism ritual and Experiencing a whole new culture for the first time…

It is very very rare these days where I can go somewhere new and be completely surprised and intoxicated by a completely alien and foreign culture. So today I am grateful that visiting the old Medina of Marrakech injected and enthused me again with the thrill and sheer joy of traveling. By this I refer to the rush of butterflies to the stomach, the drop-jaw expression, the wide eyes and conflicting desires to rush towards the next best thing and linger just another moment longer in admiration. / I love the souks of the old city and the colours dripping of its ancient walls. / I am in love with Moroccan food, slow and tenderly cooked in these generously-sized tajines! / By far the most surreal and unforgettable experience of the day was witnessing this man and who I can only assume to be his 100-year-old father, play the sintir (Moroccan lute) in their humble sitting room and perform an exorcism ritual before our eyes. Amazing.

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Day 139: My first time in Africa, Dar Cherif, Marrakech and Moroccan Style…

Today, I am grateful that for the first time in my life, finally, I have step foot in Africa. There are no words to describe how it felt stepping off that plane and onto the tarmac; getting hit by the first wave of crisp, Morrocan air (already tinted with the first hint of spices); feeling the Marrakechian ground rush up to meet the soles of my very excited little feet. I almost had to stomp and jump around, just to make sure that yup, I’ve definitely landed and I. am. most definitelyĀ here.Ā /Ā Our villa, Dar Cherif, is actually a dream home (possibly mine!). What a perfect place for a retreat. So therein lies the goal: get my yoga certificate, practice some yoga and get a group of fellow enthusiasts out here for a very special (acro) yoga retreat. Maybe I can even get my momma to comeā€¦ Now that would be something! šŸ˜‰ Jo and I got the 2-person suite right next to the poolā€¦ (see above). The O.C. much? =D / I am in love …

Day 132: Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, Andy Warhol Parties and Growing up 90s…

When you party with a bunch of uber-talented, uber-classy, uber-chic and uber-flamboyant Fashionistas, Designers, Artists and Journalists from the acclaimed CSM, you cannot help but feel like you’re back in the 60s, raising the roof and livin’ it up like a Warhol superstar. Thank you Soozie. What an experience indeed! =) / I am grateful for growing up in the 90s and the immediate sense of kinship you get with people that start singing, dancing, jumping and group-hugging once the Spice Girls, All Saints, TLCĀ and Destiny’s Child come on the stereo. Here’s a bunch of other reasons to be grateful for the 90s… / I don’t think I will ever get sick of this song. I have yet to meet someone our age that cannot relate to this. This is, quite simply, all the hedonism, all the hope, all theĀ recklessness, triumphsĀ and escapism of youth and the night in a bottle Rihanna has drunk and translated into music. I <3. / Grateful for the word:Ā Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch. Even better when you meet someone that actually knows how to …