home and win-win airline gamble
so this holiday of just about a month or so is near to the end. well, it feels funny to write about 'holiday,' as it really does not feel like a holiday nor it is a typical holiday. i am not a passing visitor. i am not a tourist. i am no longer unfamiliar with the place and the people. it's a part of monkey points on the map, of several points where she spends a larger chunk of her days. i dont have to refer to the map to see where i am and i know what time the local shop closes. i can picture my grocery store's aisles and the local green grocer's display. the idea of home being where one's heart is, i have several homes and it always gets a little confusing here and there. it may mean my toronto residence, or my parents place. it may mean canada or often south korea. now it also means chinley, uk. among the sheeples and rolling hills, weaved by wriggly roads, including one of the most dange...