I don't know what's wrong with me. I just can't work on my study. I pick up my old friend, radio, and star at the sky all day long. But supposedly, as most of my friends did, I should post those antique buildings. At least streets are full of tourists taking photos everyday.

Another beginning

Dragging four big heavy bags, from the airline to a coach, and to a cab, I was here finally.In my temporal room without telephone and kitchen, I start to worry about my lunch now.(I've never realized that how I wish I could have an electric rice cooker!)

Time To Say Goodbye

Once we were there

MP3: I Am Falling Now