Jul 092011
 

I was in bed at around 5 in the morning, in a state between a dream and awake and I remembered a something that I did a few times as a little child.
In summer we used to go to Syria , Tartous to stay in a chalet (Lebanon used to be still is a war zone), and whenever fishermen start pulling the net to the shore, passing by will start helping.
I used to run and help too, as much as a 10-year-old could anyway, and then I had rope burns for like a couple of days all over my palms, something to be proud of and show to your other friends :). Good times 🙂

Apr 122011
 

The last 2 vacations I had were not really vacations.
The first one when my parents came here, and they see how I was living, 10 to 10 at work barely enough time to buy furniture, so they helped me with that . Forever Thankful, but didn’t get to do any resting.
The second one when I went to Lebanon during December, and when someone goes home it’s not really a vacation either, it was nice , but didn’t refuel enough.
I need to go somewhere nice, somewhere relaxing, not sure where though.
Maybe when I get probational motorcycle license , I will go somewhere nice around Canada.
Any suggestions?