I Want A House …

i want a house on the beachwhere i would walk every morningbarefoot, on the endless shorewatching sunrise on the horizonlistening to the gentle wave. i want a house in the mountain where i would wake up each morning stepping on the trail, taking a hike enjoying the view at the summit feeling the breeze of the cool air. i want a house near a park where i would pass my time sitting on a bench, with coffee in hand enjoying the peace of the winter lake having a sip, and resting my mind. Continue reading I Want A House …

Valley of Fire State Park

An underrated park An hour away from Vegas Skip the strip, take the drive Scenic views without the lights Be a kid, you’ll surely see Zebra stripes or ice cream swirls Even fried egg on a platter? A short side trip before flying back home, but the moment I entered the park, I’ve wished I could have stayed longer. This was on the last day of this trip, after the backpacking trip in Havasupai, and camping at Red Rock Canyon. My flight was in the afternoon and I was thinking of doing something before heading to the airport. Should I … Continue reading Valley of Fire State Park

Home

What is home?  Where is home? I get a bit depressed every time I come back from a trip.  There is not a feeling of Home Sweet Home.  My apartment is not a home.  It’s a temporary place to plan where my next home is. Home is where my car takes me. Bed is where my tent is. Kitchen is where my jet boil is. Shower is… oh well. This is home. Continue reading Home