This is a syndrome I have created for myself. I personally am not a big bread eater or fan, unlike my roommate. She could survive on it over rice whereas I am the opposite. I am Asian that way! Growing up, my family would have rice everyday and almost every meal. After my recent travel in France, my liking for baguette has grown enormously. One of the best baguettes I’ve had was in Avignon and I actually bought two baguettes back to London. After baby lab today, this craving intensified and I gave in. I hurried to waitrosse before my meeting and allowed myself to have half a baguette. Although it wasn’t as good as the ones in France, I am satisfied. For now.
Most places do not serve veggie roast but this pub does! It is a cozy little spot in hampstead and is recommended in the Michelin guide. My nutty roast was delicious served with veggies, roasted potatoes and a Yorkshire pudding. They are kinda funny looking like a brown pastry bowl. It is yummy with gravy! I have been debating back and forth to eat fish again in the new year but cannot seem to do it. I remind myself the reason I am doing it is for the animals and it makes it worth it. Although Aika attempts to convince me that I am missing out, I actually quite enjoyed my veggie roast and don’t feel like I am at all! If you want to have a pretty decent roast around hampstead Heath, check out Magdala pub across from the overground station.
1. Feed my brain: read a book a month
2. Happiness is being grateful for little things
3. Run 3-4 times a week (not only the first month)
4. Run more races. (Did 4 last year, aim to complete 5 )
5. Eat better, feel healthier
6. No guilty eating: will not feel bad for finishing a tub of ice cream
7. Shop less, experience more (I do not need 100 dresses but I may want it)
8. Feed the bug: travel or explore somewhere new once a month
9. Once a month no screen day (avoid phone and computer)
10. Weekly painting session
11. Sing more in the bathroom
12. Have a good breakfast daily
13. Play more
14. Be better at sticking to schedules or new year resolutions
15. Publish one paper
16. Learn to give more and take kindly
17. Do something charitable monthly
18. Hike a mountain
19. Write more as a means of expression
20. Apply lotion and lip balm more often, my skin will thank me in a few years
21. Reduce frequency of sleeping with contact lens (my eyes hate it)
22. Be inspired: visit more museums
23. Get closer to God: Read the bible
24. Pray for world peace or do something about it
25. Love more, hate less.
“Every day I discover more and more beautiful things. It’s enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it.” -Claude Monet
One of my new year’s resolution is to be more creative. I definitely spend a fair bit of my time online watching silly things. Well, that is necessary for a good laugh and to unwind at times. I figured that I could and should give a little time to painting. Decided to have a little fun looking through some stuff on tumblr. I have recently been quite inspired by elephants if you can’t tell. They are not amazing but the process of painting is definitely fun and enjoyable.
This morning, I bid goodbye to my family friend who have been with me for almost 3 weeks. It just hit me that that marks the end of my holiday. He has been wonderful and a great companion throughout this trip. I am thankful I had experience this together with him. The trip has been nothing but eventful. I wish him a safe flight and good luck with his new job in Sydney! As for myself, I am back to the life of a grad student. I have quite a bit on my todo list but I am happy to be working and look forward to being productive.
That’s one of his many selfies throughout this trip! Hehe x
I am laying in bed thinking how wonderful to have completed 15 days of traveling to new cities and revisiting Paris. I have actually managed to survive in a small/medium sized bag pack with less than 10 outfits. Thinking back to packing, I had to think really hard about what was necessary and only packed what I needed that could fit inside. That process really showed me how little I needed and how much I have that is additional and a blessing. At the end of the day, I am a girly girl who enjoys a bit of shopping. I think that is perfectly alright.
What really struck me was how glad I felt to be home when the train arrived at Kings cross platform. It was great. I was excited to be on the dusty tube (if you ever try to clean your nose after a tube ride or two, you will noticed black dust inside. Yes, gross I know!), excited to hear the British accent, happy to open the door to my flat and thrilled to take a shower in my bathroom! It was blissful. As much as I have enjoyed this trip, I am glad to be home in London.
There are some words that cannot be translated in English, usually words that describe feelings. The two Mandarin words listed could potentially translate to something touching or something that shakes your system. I have been feeling that way all day walking in Paris. Particularly so in Shakespeare and co. Antiquarian bookshop. I do not know about the history of the bookshop but felt as though I know it from walking inside on the wooden floors, touching the chipped white painted window frame, sitting on the green laid back chair reading a book. It was so beautiful, I almost teared. The bookshop is beautifully, messily laid out with books at every corner as you walk into the entrance. There are 1 euro postcards of the bookshop by the door that tempted me to get one (which I did). If you love the scent of new and old books, this would be heaven on earth for you. I walked towards the back and found a set of stairs at the corner where it led to a small library upstairs. The first thing that caught my eyes was the children’s books in the hallway. There is a small area where two little girls were looking at a colorful book. The hallway continues with two entrances to two small cozy reading rooms where my friend and I spent a little over an hour reading a book from the shelves. There are so much love and little details put at every corner of the place. I believe I could write a story about my experience in the bookshop if I wanted to. I am extremely contented to have spent my last night in Paris this way.
It means to yearn for in italian. I came across this word in a book I have recently bought. I have this strong feeling to want to feel alive. People do crazy things to make themselves feel real. While I travel, I look for little things to give me the same effect and experiences that will touch my heart. After a long morning (bit rough on the night train), we dropped our luggage and walked towards the local markets in Paris. Paris glows a bit in the early morning, dark skies. We treated ourselves to a croissant each and watch the city slowly wake up. I have previously only spent a day in Paris with my best friend and I am really excited to see it again for a few more days. The city is quite fascinating. Although we have both seen the Eiffel tower, we decided to walk there from our hotel by Luxembourg park to at least have a picture. To be quite honest, I was not impressed previously. This time, we challenged ourselves to hike up all the stairs to the second level. As I was climbing up the hundred steps, I noticed different bits in the tower and realized the beauty from within. It is quite an amazing structure with so much thought and work put together by Gustave Eiffel and the builders. From the top, I was overwhelmed and stuck by the view of Paris. It is truly a beautiful city.