once a jolly swagman...

along the harrington street, further down the australian avenue,to reach sydney harbour and the opera quay. still impressed by the street lamps at night. i walked on...

"who'll come a-waltzing matilda with me?"

change in changi

'people in between', roaming around with their bags and tickets to fly again. all meet here, some for a short transit, others for a few hours wait, in this state-city of merlion.

i am certainly one of them.

if you have a few singapore dollars left in your pocket, why not try to taste the delicious food they serve up there, on the dock near the balcony from where you can get the view of landing airplanes, and close to a garden with a vast collection of cactus' green.

i dont. thus i prefer to stand here, in front of this bright yellow sign that says: "free internet"; and so i write this. well, anyhow, soon i must go again. and tomorrow, should things go well, these boots will take me to a new land.

time to jump!

from solo to semarang...

friday last week, pandan wangi train took me from one small village to another all along the railway tracks between solo and semarang cities in central java. once the slow train stopped in a station where i spotted this vehicle, a manual two-seats train.

that was yet another wonderful solo-journey. a backpacker's story.

'til the morning sun shines again!