corrections and keepsakes

i went through my japan memorabilia as they lie cluttered on my desk since april pa. gosh! i still haven't thrown any of the brochures, bullet train tickets, and even the notes i made on an a5 bond paper. i just can't seem to part with them. it seems that i'll forget my experiences if i throw them away.

i went through the huis ten bosch brochure. i discovered that i made a mistake of claiming in one of my earlier posts that one of the pictures i took was that of a replica of netherland's queen beatrix' palace. it was not. it was the ANA hotel. i have to correct it here. mahirap na. baka i-demanda pa ako! :p

i wasn't able to go to palace huis ten bosch pala, which was the actual reproduction of the queen's residence, due to the rain, limited time, and the huge size of the place. the movie feature, where the viewers' faces were scanned and made as characters in it, was called grand odyssey. it's the first participatory movie theater in the world. the restaurant where i had the most expensive meal of my life so far was in hotel amsterdam. the best 3d movie i ever saw was also in huis ten bosch: mysterious escher. the animal park which i failed to go to was called biopark. finally, the tower where i took the "aerial" shots of huis ten bosch wasn't a clock tower at all. (another wrong claim! sigh!) it was a landmark tower called domtoren.

i'm writing all these names since i'll be throwing the brochures and the notes. i can't hold on to them. since i've already decided on what i will be doing, i can't hang on to every item i collect in every place i go to. good thing i have this blog. it will come useful for someone who shall be leading a nomadic life in the months to come. this blog will remind me of the places i went to and will be going to, things i did and will be doing, and experiences i had and will be having.

but until my vagabond life begins, i will hold on to some little things for a while. some are just hard to part with like the little notes i got from friends. even the package wrapper of a book delivered through snail mail is not easy to throw away. i'm not sure if i'll be bringing these with me when i start packing my suitcase; but, for now, they'll stay on my desk waiting for my fingers to run through them once more in times of reminiscing.