As I was typing this blog, I am currently seated next to the gleaming Christmas tree in our living room listening to Michael Buble’s album called Christmas, and you just know that nostalgic feeling, right? That familiar excitement. And we are getting it because it’s the most wonderful time of the year again. But tell …
“THE BREEZE IS SO DAMN HOT”, I smirked at my friend who fetched me while tucking my heavy backpack at the back of his Jeep. It was still early, though, 6:30 pm, when I went outside of the airport. After all this time, there I was, switching time zone. I must have been extremely tired …