Wednesday, March 15, 2006

See you in November

U2 customised the lyrics of Beautiful Day when they went to Mexico. They had two award ceremonies in Chile. Bono surprised Brasil and sang Bob Marley songs at the carnival in Salvador. Edge played the charango in Buenos Aires. I guess we'll have to wait a few months to see what'll happen in Australia.

I watched Bono's interview on Enough Rope the other night and he said that it looks like the concert will be rescheduled to November. And he promised something special. ‘It will be the only time, you know, we get a chance to play these songs for a long time, it will be extraordinary.’

I think a lot of us would be counting on that promise. But until that happens, I'm sure a lot of us are also hoping for their ordeal to result into a positive outcome.

And then maybe they'll have something like this for Australia...

See the world in green and gold
See Australia right in front of you
See the the Harbour Bridge at night
See the Yarra River in Victoria
See the swells in Surfer's Paradise
See the wineries at Barossa
And see the land that makes its people proud
And through diversity the colours came out

Sunday, March 12, 2006


Pablo Neruda

When I die, I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and wheat of your beloved hands
to pass their freshness over me once more:
I want to feel the softness that changed my destiny.

I want you to live while I wait for you, asleep.
I want your ears still to hear the wind, I want you
to sniff the sea's aroma that we loved together,
to continue to walk on the sand we walked on.

I want what I love to continue to live,
and you whom I love and sang above everything else
to continue to flourish, full-flowered:

so that you can reach everything my love directs you to,
so that my shadow can travel along in your hair,
so that everything can learn the reason for my song.

I miss you Lola. We miss you. Everything's just so different without you. I understand that you're still there and that no love was lost because you continue to live in us. And we continue to live with thoughts of you. I can feel you looking after us, wanting nothing but the best for us. Thank you. I comfort myself with the idea of knowing that you're happy where you are now. I just want you to know that I remember you - the goodness of your heart, the boldness of your spirit and the gentleness of your soul. I love you...

Thursday, March 09, 2006



I understand the reason for the postponement of their tour. And I have nothing but support and admiration for the band's decision. Family is a non-negotiable after all.

On the other hand, I have a strange feeling that they'll come while I am away on holidays. I bet that's what's gonna happen. Please please please... not between May 19 - July 20. Pick any other day and I'll be there. PLEASE.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006


Today marks the second anniversary of one of the craziest things that I've ever done in my life.


I'm not an athletic person but I have always been keen to try new things. I had been dreaming of going skydiving for the longest time. And two years ago, I finally got to do it with six other friends.

I remember bringing it up while having dinner with some Aiesec friends. I had just arrived and they were asking me if there's anything in particular that I'd like to do while in Australia. I told them I wanted to skydive and I'd be happy for anyone to do it with me. Several people said they'd join me but only one of them took the invitation seriously. Luckily, Jay isn't one to just give ideas up and half a year later, we have booked our jumps and we were ready to go.

The days leading to the big jump weren't very encouraging. A woman in her 20's died in Victoria exactly a week before we were meant to skydive. Her parachute failed to open properly upon release and this resulted to fatal injuries. I'd be lying if I say that it didn't freak me out. Seven days later, I woke up feeling restless cos of a horrible nightmare that involved a heart attack and a broken back. No thanks to scoliosis and mitral valve prolapse, I couldn't stop thinking about how stupid I was for not checking with the doctor if I'm fit enough to skydive. I managed to get dressed and drag myself to the Mint. I couldn't believe it! It was meant to be the most exciting day of 2004 and there I was, contemplating if my dream was trying to tell me something. During training, I told my instructor about my condition and he assured me that there shouldn't be any problems. I started to relax after that.

Not for long though. I didn't realise how nervous I was until I saw the video much later. The video was quite funny, actually. I was back to my chipper-excited-to-skydive self when I saw the plane that we were gonna jump from. It was a tiny tiny tiny Cessna that can barely fit 5 people in it. Stopped in my tracks. Abrupt pause. Awkward question. "Is that THE plane?"

I eventually got over the nerves when my instructor told me that he's jumped off a plane 2000+ times (only to find out that he was also making a sign at the camera at the same time... It was his first jump daw. Hehe it was heaps funny to watch!). I relaxed more after the plane took off. The views were very nice and seeing familiar places around Canberra definitely calmed me down. By the time we jumped, I had forgotten about my anxieties and I just relished the moment that I had been looking forward to for ages. It was the most amazing 30 seconds ever. I was on a different high. I felt like I let go of everything when I jumped out of the plane - fears, distractions, complexities. I felt free. I was at peace. And it was pure bliss.

I've done other things and been to new places since but I still haven't found an experience that'll match my skydiving adventure. I'd happily do it again next time there's a chance. There's still San Francisco with Amy. Maybe Byron Bay with Len. Anyone else? Just let me know. I'm game. :)


Thursday, March 02, 2006

The Remedy

When I get homesick, there's rueda.
When I have a bad day at work, there's samba.
When I get cross with a particular somebody, there's merengue.
And for anything else that's capable of ruining my day, there's salsa.

It's the ultimate pick-me-upper. And I'm glad that for at least one hour every week, I get the chance to to turn off, tune out, drop everything and just get lost in my happy place that is Latin dancing. So bugger off bad vibes, I need to put my dancing shoes on.