In brief...

I'm a Nature-lover, aspiring conservationist, and wannabe traveller in search of outdoor adventure.
My interests vary from conservation to education to heritage to Nature (biodiversity & wildlife) to outdoor activities to life in general.
They occupy most of my waking moment.
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Monday, December 15, 2014


Every time I land in Changi Airport, I plaster a silly grin on my face that I just can't wipe off. The joy of being home :D

It's been a great week since term ended. The usual end-of-term madness with last minute meeting ups with people, packing up of room and getting stuff into storage. Then a really nice week with friends in Tignes at Varsity Trip 2014, the Oxbridge ski trip. Followed by a fairly uneventful flight home from Paris, apart from the delay due to fog at Paris' Charles de Gaulle airport. And being asked to change seats with this mother with a baby and toddler (and getting lots of Ferrero Rocher chocolate in return!). And their two choices for mains being beef and fish, resulting in me having to ask for a vegetarian option. Oh, and I still get questioned when I ask for wine on flight. I guess the day people stop doubting my age is when I finally look my age. Though I've thought for a while now that I already do, but clearly not?

It's such a strange feeling being home after so long (1 year and 3 months). I pick out certain things without even thinking about it, like accents. The air stewardess who made the announcements on the flight had a terrible terrible accent. Like a Singaporean trying but failing to speak proper English. I cringed every time I heard it. The radio DJs/newscasters with their neutral Singaporean English accents. And then everywhere, the Singlish we're all so familiar with. Our dress sense. I've gotten so used to seeing people being fairly dressed up all the time. I've forgotten how bringing your own shopping bags isn't quite a thing here yet, or that recycling bins aren't conveniently located everywhere.

I've also forgotten how much rubbish I have back home. Tonnes of soft toys, old notes, books and lots of random bits and bobs. Though apparently no footwear, apart from one pair of flip flops, 2 pairs of booties and 2 old pairs of climbing shoes. So don't mind me if I go around in the one pair of boots I wore home.

Anyway, it's so nice to be able to chat casually with my family, instead of over a Skype call. And have awesome home-cooked meals of tofu, veg and soup. And feel swelteringly hot instead of being cold.

It's really good to be home. To catch up with family and friends, see what's changed and what hasn't, eat all the things I haven't been able to. Sadly, time is short and I still need to study and work on my project, but well time management isn't new I guess.

Also, Christmas!!! :D :D

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