tales of an escapist

When I think about Paris… I can still recall the feeling of alighting in Trocadero and climbing the stairs to have the magnificent view that the Eiffel was. It was my first night in Paris and it was windy at 6pm. There were so many people in that specific area, kids, couples, elders and people like me. Some may be locals bringing their tourist friends and most are tourists, just finding their way and making time to marvel at the scenery. From end to end, people are taking pictures, chatting, laughing. I stood there in awe. I almost pinch my arm, I still can’t believe I was there. You see, I used to just fantasize about being in Paris. Who wouldn’t? I used to watch “Lovers in Paris” and really love the idea that I’d be able to find love in Paris just like Vivian haha Then here comes, “KC loves Paris”, whereby she showcased a glimpse of her life while studying in Paris. I loved it even more when I saw “Midnight in Paris” and all the movies and events Paris ha

Ma’am: Class, ITALY… Class: ??? Ma’am: “I Trust And Love You” My high school science teacher once said the line and back then, we can only agree in unison…   corny si Ma’am.   But I admit, my weird sense of humor understands, why, I fell for it. ITALY… other than what it stands for, I fell for it once more. I have seen quite a number of picturesque places but nothing ever compares to Italy. All along, I have been hearing tourists saying how nice it is in Italy, ABSOLUTELY, It did not disappoint. For instance, flying from Amsterdam to Venice, is a completely different feel. While I marvelled at Amsterdam canals in all its glory, and roam around by tram and feet. I was completely blown away by the scenic spots of Venice and all its   vaporettos   and   gondolas. My friends and I have joked that Venice, Florence and Rome (the Italy that we have visited so far) is like a HUGE Universal Studios, just that, it’s on a completely different level because it w