I've always wondered how it would be to live in another country. To tell you quite frankly, I never want to leave the Philippines to stay anywhere else in the world. I just don't think it's for me.
Yes, I dreamed of living in Europe and in the USA, like in Miami or New York. But the thought of losing all the convenience that I'm experiencing now living in my own country just makes me want to stay more.
No, don't get me wrong. It's not that I don't want to go anywhere else but the Philippines. I do want to travel to Paris and go up the Eiffel Tower someday, or see the Statue of Liberty in all its grandeur. I want to dine in an authentic Italian restaurant in Rome and be swept off my feet by the beauty of my surroundings. I want to walk the whole distance of the Great Wall of China or go shopping in Hongkong. I would love to roam around and even possibly fall in love in Santorini.
Lately, though, I've been wondering about visiting Canada. I can't really divulge when and why this desire started burning in me, but I know I'd love to go there sometime soon.
Anyway (I'm changing the subject), my bro Kenneth and my nanay dream of living outside the Philippines. Or at least to have a home somewhere colder or in a place where the culture is way more progressive than ours. Not that we're complaining about that but it'll be a breath of fresh air to experience living with less conservative people.
I just hope that when that time comes when I decide to possibly live abroad, I already have my own kids to raise. I'll put up wooden swing sets Connecticut at our backyard so they can play right outside our home. *sigh*
I guess this is just me wishfully thinking. But, I know if you put your mind into something, nothing's impossible. :)
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