If you didn’t know, I love taking pictures of hotel rooms. I’ve got tonnes of them – amazing ones, 5 stars, no star and even shit holes. I just want to capture moments of every places I have been for remembrance. Pictures of hotel rooms triggers my well kept memories.

Anyway, I have recently discovered this gem of a place in London. I like the vibrant colours in the room. And its NEWness I can’t say much of the service or bar or restaurant as I didn’t spend much time in the hotel as usual. Just a place to rest after a hard day’s work. But the bed was good to sleep!

I was there this year – SGI Belgium Summer Course! As always, it was rejuvenating, moving and inspiring. I came home with many determinations and overload of joy.

There was an unexpected flight cancellation announced the night prior to departure due to strike in France (why the French likes to go on strike?!?!). Nevertheless, we still managed, each on our own, found our ways there. Turned out, we had the largest attendance of all years and only two unfortunately members who couldn’t make it. Amazing isn’t it. I believe there were almost 50 people who had their flights canceled. Including me who managed at the last minutes to find a train for myself and my shakubuku who was coming along. Phew!

It wasn’t as easy this year. There was many moments necessary of patience and compassion which I had found hard to embrace. But I have learnt most of all, the importance to communicate with my heart. Still practising the art of it…

Wonderful friends waving farewell as we departed the idyllic land on the final day, returning to each of our own realities – to continue embracing life, seeking happiness and striving for kosenrufu together in our own ways.

The Gentse Feesten is a music festival in the city of Ghent, Belgium. The city is converted into a 10 days street carnival and party scene. I’ve been there couple years ago, missed it for the last few years and finally, this year, we made it TWICE!

Though it was extremely crowded, I love the vibes of happy people there. This is the scene at one part of the festival which is called – Pole Pole.

I like the accidentally effect of the lighting caught in this picture by my iPhone (still camera-less).

We went again on another evening with people from work. One of my colleagues found a huge flag pole bearing our company’s logo and started swinging away enthusiastically… It was hilarious to see.

I like how this picture captured the moment!

I took a walk during lunch on this exceptional day. Crossed the Grand Place and couldn’t resist a picture. It was good to remember that these days do exist.

How to explain that I do really like blogging!

Been surviving without a camera for almost 8 months and now I am really REALLY itching to buy one.

SLR or compact? Its been twirling around my head ever since.

Apologies for all the not so beautiful pictures I have posted recently.

This is really a game of the world. At every crucial moment, as the crowd goes wild, I think of all the people in the world, regardless of the time and place, black or white, shouting in unison. It amazes me how football brings the world together!

After-party at Place Luxembourg with the Spanish supporters.

Aw, I miss the vuvuzelas!

I took some notes about going out with a kid.

• Children have no fear. Just plentiful energy.
• Don’t ask them if/what they want to eat. Just buy a hamburger.
• They are loads of fun. But sometimes like boring weird rides. Like the antique car ride thingy. She insisted to go on it TWICE!

I am glad we made her day and she made ours with her generous smiles.

Well, it turned out fine. Really, it cannot go wrong at all cause the package that was given to me by a friend practically contained the DOUGH in it.

I just had to turn on the oven. Distribute the dough evenly across the 15 cup cake molds and place the tray into the oven. 20 mins and tralala – ready to eat!

Phew, thank goodness it was a success.