Nature's Own Roasted Corn

Some accidents can lead to nice surprises. Just like this corn of mine. It should be normal yellow sweet corn. But maybe it get contaminated by last season's Red Aztec Corn's pollen (I dunno how it happened!!! I used Time-Isolation-Method to avoid cross-breeding). At the end, we end up with "Nature's Own Roasted Corn" look. Btw, it tasted just like normal sweet corn. Nice!!!

Bags of Pleasures

For straight 10days of my Italy trip, all I see from them is the urge to get those branded bags. They were more excited when they entered those boutiques rather than entering a tour site.  They were not eyeing for the latest model, but the higher the price the more tempting it is. I am talking about those high-class ladies that I know. Even the beauty of the exotic islands couldn’t make them blink from those blings. 

Observing them, what I see were:

• When they planned what to buy, they couldn’t even close their eyes – those were jovial sleepless nights. 

• When they hunted for those bags, they ignore all the pain of long walk. When they plunged in the shop, I can see the spark of excitements in their eyes. 

• When they were carrying those big wrapped bags, you’ll know that they were walking in cloud nine. 

I always envied them. I envy the “pleasure” that they get simply by possessing those branded bags. How I wish I could taste the same pleasure. Some will walk tall carrying those bags, some can’t stop studying the beauty of their newly bought bags, some won’t stop smiling, and some will even boast non-stop about their bags. I tried it before; peer-pressure got me into it. I know I am not a bag person, but I still got myself a fancy expensive bag. People all “greeted” me for choosing an expensive piece, but yet I didn’t get those excitements; making me more and more remorse. 

I am not against expensive bags, it’s just that I wanna ensure I get the pleasure that I deserve from spending big amount of money. On this trip, I get a little wiser; I didn’t force myself to buy anything that I don’t like.  All I did was watching them turning on their built-in GPS system on tracking boutiques without knowing a single word in local language(!!!), asking the bags they want by using body language and pictures saved on their Blackberry-s (smart uh!!!) and witnessing them jumping joyfully to get their early Christmas gifts (Yipppiieeee!!!). How I envy them, how cheap it is to pull a smile on their pretty faces. I am yet to find out what will make me smile like them. Maybe a whole cart would. Hahaha.

FYI, I was the only person that didn’t queue up at the tax-refund counter at the end of the trip, and am very proud of it 

When In Rome

Trevi Fountain

The weather was damn hot. So many humans standing on the side of the super famous Trevi Fountain, there was barely a spot without human - at least there are 500++ hanging around there.  The fountain was so huge, so grand; the whole thing is made of marble. The statues and carvings are so alive, very amusing.  The crowd looked like stranded whales – they hardly moved and were happy to expose their skins to the sun; but not me, I tried to cover up to avoid sunburn, trying to get away from the crowd after a few snaps. We only spent a few minutes there; soon our tour leader was herding us to the other spot, Spanish Steps.

Spanish Steps

The Trevi Fountain is one of the must visit spot in Rome, fountain was even showed in the super cheesy movie “When in Rome” – throw a coin, make a love wish, it’ll come true (or throw a coin, to ensure your return to Rome). Hahhahaa. Of course I didn’t throw any coins there. I better spend my coins on yummy gelatos near the fountain, I took 2 cones. Hahaha!!! J Trust me, real Italian gelatos are amazingly yummy – I am such a slave of my own tongue, yearning for delicious tastes.

But the real reasons why I didn’t wanna spend a coin and make a love-wish are: first, I don’t believe that it will work; second, at this moment (at least at that very moment) I wasn’t interested to find any love. I don’t hate my ex-es, I didn’t have any traumas, and last time I checked I am not lesbian… yet. I am just not interested.
Plus, I believe I’ll come back to Rome someday without throwing any coins.