Walk on this Pearl of Orient has always been a pleasant experience. Only thing that I regret was I didn't snap pictures of those little nice colorful old colonial shop-houses. We'd been down on wrong turns. Please don't blame on your misdirections. It was part of the fun and exploration.
I guess we found our favorite places to be. You kept saying good words about the first part of the accommodation; and we both turned off by the Boutique's. It was literally a boutique, nothing fancy about the experience except it was nice to see, but no better to stay in. You'd been to China House one time ahead of me. That must be your favorite place to be. Sorry I didn't snap good pictures there.
Our common ground was the first part of the Italian place was sucks. It was nice to see we broke the bank. Everything was hard to swallow: from communications, the menu to its food. Now everything comes together. I suddenly blamed her on my English illiteracy. You blamed her on yours too.
Are you happy? I dressed, I ate, I snuggled, I held hands, I drank, I kissed, I hugged, I lived like only you and I existed - the world hadn't born then. The whole planet was ours. The bliss I was in. Please tell me you were in it, and that you are happy too.
You brought me to places I would never dare to step into. And don't forget the tea above the sea. Probably because stepping into places like that burn not-enough holes in my pocket.
The best of my existence, you said yours too. A good end of the former year; a perfect start for the new year. Happy new year, love.