09 January, 2008

*508 - more Houston photos

To end off the Houston photographs before I leave for Mexico tonight:

Super talented musicians. My heart melted listening to them play (: And I know for a fact that my mummy would want to adopt Joel, because he plays the piano so well ...







Playing Cranium: our favourite pastime :P

A very poorly sculpted Pinocchio


Acting out "model"


Guess the word?


Went to watch I Am Legend with Joel and Joseph, which made us cower and tremble in our seats because we are chickens. I hate those night-creeper-thingums. Shudder. Anyway, we had marble slate ice cream before the movie (: It's just like cold stone ice cream. Yum.







Pancakes for breakfast! For cheap thrill, I made star-shaped and mickey-mouse-shaped pancakes. Cute huh.







Taking a walk down their equivalent of Collegetown, but a lot hipper. Brand-name shops and quaint cafes. Followed by dinner at the Cheesecake Factory, ironically sans cheesecake because we had had enough ;)













We spent practically the whole day in NASA; it was a lot more fun than I expected. Just imagine, a few decades down the road, our kids may be discussing whether to head to Mars or Venus over spring break. Apart from funky astronaut-related stuff, another highlight of our visit to NASA was pretending to be 5-year-olds and sneaking into the kid's playground. We climbed through tunnels meant for people 5 times littler than us, threw spongey balls around, etc etc, went down a Very Slippery And Long slide, emerged screaming in front of all the staring parents, and quickly ran away.

Crotch zip.


Freezing in the tram ):
Joel nearly died of pneumonia because it was so cold


Who wants to be an astronaut? (:


Being a kid again (:




Went back to his place, entertained a bunch of guests, made 5 pairs of earrings for Juliana and Jon's girlfriend, stumbled off to sleep at 2 am, and got up at 4 am to catch our flight.

And was greeted by this beautiful sunrise on the plane (:



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Perhaps the most significant outcome of this little vacation was that somehow, without me realizing when or why or how, my deep-rooted hurt melted away. Besides, it's been two months, about time huh?

Now I'm almost back to normal again, feeling like a happy freshie once again, walking with a bounce in my step, not batting an eyelid when I walk past the painful memories, not feeling the ache when I think back to November, smile in my eyes and rainbows in my heart and all that ridiculous fluff, and if I were a star (as in the show Stardust), I would be shining (:

Thank You, Daddy in heaven. You brought me out of this, unscarred.

I'm ready for 2008. Bring it on :D