Tu Tap means I’ll be back. Saw it in a tiny shop in Malaysia, during Ramzan, afternoon prayers.
Travelling to me is beyond value hotels, cheap deals and top sights. It is a deliberate act, an attempt to understand things around us, and document them. Just like a blank cheque, it will redeem when I am 60, or 70. It will make going back to certain places worth it.
Writing on my cities of stay and travels, mostly about its quirks and sometimes for the pure pleasure for writing. Photos from those travels – added with thoughts and rumblings – and little stories that are going to stay with me always; all those things that make me who I am. So far.
Chilling until my next trip. 🙂