Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home...

Hello world.

I’m home.

Probably the aftermath of going away, I found myself having some problem tuning back the biological clock to what it used to be. That’s the thing about going on a trip, cos you do not have to discipline yourself by sleeping and waking up at a particular time, you won’t have to be concerned with the traffic situations, let alone late for an appointment. Ignore the clock that never seem to stop snoozing, the annoying traffic jams, the 'sardine packed' buses and those breathless rushing days. If not for didi, I might have really forgotten that I’m back to reality.

Compare to the previous, this round were more of a shopping trip. I was telling lesii that we were like under captivity for very long, went hungry for days; for months. When freedom was finally regained, we hunt down whatever that’s pleasant to the eyes. 5 days of shopping, you reckon how crazy we went?! Sight-seeing has lost the appeal since we had previously gone and taken pictures. Photo-taking has lost it’s purpose as I was simply too tired carrying the baby around, let alone having the energy to shoot. What a waste huh? Guess we have unknowingly become shopping addicts that even till the very last day, I still felt I have not bought enough. *knock the wall*

Nonetheless, it's great to be home.