in the salty city

pictures from a road trip on 1.21.11

Sometimes, I couldn't be prouder to call this home.

home

original photo via tumblr

"One of the best things about travel is coming home again. Different time zones, different accents. Going overseas is nice and all, but one of the best things about travel is coming home again. Maybe you notice things you hadn't seen before. Maybe unfamiliar. Or maybe joyously recognisable. Fresh views and new ideas."

-Jo and Lara from Frankie magazine

To some certain extent, I agree with these words. And yet, I want to be a traveling nomad of the world. I want to make a few countries my home. I just took a holiday in Australia and I miss Australia. I really wish I were still there. But it's also good to be home again, to have a place to go back to. Right now, it's a comforting feeling of home as I look out my window, the setting sun reassuringly reflects off the lake from a distance.

As far as fresh views and new ideas go, I have arrived home as a new and changed person. Australia has opened up a few passions, discovered doors and new love for saving the world. (You'll see, Australia tour pictures coming soon.) For now, I've got my Aussie mags (Yen and Transfer Snowboard), Frankie included, Tim Tams and Milo keeping me happy, right at home.

Mountains + Snow. This is where I call home.

photo(s) enthusiastically captured on 1.25.10

A (love) Letter to the World

as inspired by Taza, of course.

Dear Australia & New Zealand,
I miss you terribly. Please come back to me!

p.s. New Zealand...one day you will be my home forever.

Dear Calvin Harris,
You are the highlight of my London trip. I am in love with you, your music and your Scottish accent. Please marry me one day.

Dear Auntie I,
I'm so happy that we came to your graduation in Portsmouth. I've had so much fun hanging out with you and A in London. Congratulations again! You did and we're so proud of you! You are amazing.

Dear London,
I could get lost in your museums all day. I love learning. I want to take Selfridges & Co and Primark home with me!

Dear Underground,
A bit of A/C and upgrading would be nice. A life lesson learned...never stand near the closing doors. I'm now paranoid of them. Although, I really do love the Underground musicians.

Dear J,
Secretly I have loved you and can't wait to see you again. There was a musician last night who reminded me of you. A part of me misses you.

Dear friends back at home,
I miss all of you! I'm glad we can kind of keep in touch via facebook, twitter & e-mail.

Dear scale back at home,
I wish you were lying to me. I hope you're wrong. Although I don't believe this lie myself.

Dear sleep,
Where have you been and how can I find you again? I can't seem to get enough of you. I need you.

Dear world,
I am really loving you so much. I've seen lots and learned much this summer.


Love always,

Sum