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Meeting MaDonna

It was not a place where one would expect to bump into MaDonna ...ziplining through the treetops of the rainforest in Chiang Mai. In fact, the probability of encountering an elusive Gibbon was probably higher. Nonetheless, it was an unforgettable episode, and she is a lady I will always hold in high esteem; for in that moment of my life, she became my role model and an inspiration, and someone I wanted to be like, when I grew old(er). i remember her enthusiasm, energy and laughter, her passion for adventure and life and the love that infused every anecdote she told about her family. They had just come off a tour in Egypt to Thailand, and though the details slip my mind, I know that we shared the love of travel and fascination with exotic lands and different cultures, and the childlike eagerness for new adventures, to try things that made people think we were crazy. Her spirit was infectious, though her faithful partner seemed immune and a reluctant sidekick at the beginning, he finally came round and realised that there was actually intrinsic fun in hanging on a wire and going whizz-whizz-whizz from one tree to another (that was after he got over the nerves of flying through the trees like Tarzan, albeit in a safety harness).

That episode is now exactly about 3 years old. I don't know what other adventures MaDonna have been in since but I did know that she did not like white-water rafting, and that she was planning on going bungee jumping in Queenstown, NZ.

I suppose everyone who meets MaDonna would always remember her. Wherever she is, whatever she is up to... I know she is living life with many passions and much fun, and chuckling every time she tells someone new how her son-in-law first addressed her as ma Donna. Thank you, Donna from down under, you rock!


On Tynan

A couple weeks ago I was waiting at the bus stop to go to the airport. A two businessmen were joking around on the bench. I stood nearby, practicing Japanese on my phone.

One of them gave up on the late bus after a while so I started talking to the other one. He was friendly and a good conversationalist. Fifteen minutes into the conversation he casually and without shame mentioned that he was homeless.

Man. I was way off on that one, I thought.

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