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Day 1 Strawberry Quinoa Kale

Strawberry Quinoa Kale Salad
Most people know I hate salad. My mother never made us eat salad growing up. We had fresh vegetables and fruits or they were served within soup and stir fry. The concept of eating raw vegetables with dressings was entering foreign territory. When I first moved out of my mom’s house into college where the “salad bar” was the best that the school cafeteria could offer, I said to myself, “I’m not a rabbit. Why would I eat raw vegetables that taste like dirt?”

Okay, so I’m a little bias that Asian food does the best usage of vegetables and fruits. But it doesn’t mean that I haven’t tried some salads that have been phenomenal. It just took courage on my part to try them out.
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Delaware Wilmington Downtown & Riverfront

Wilmington, Delaware
Despite being jet lagged from a returning flight from Munich, Germany, Thursday morning was another travel day. This time, for Wilmington, Delaware for a friend’s wedding at this posh men’s club dating back almost 200 years. I joked that I only agreed to attend as a date because I had really wanted to go to Longwood Gardens (that plan was foiled due to lack of transportation but there’s always another time now that I know how easy it is to get there!).
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First, Comes The Ring

First, comes the ring
It’s a firm belief of mine that the destination of my life is not marriage, family, and children. There is and will never be a destination for me because life is too wonderful to have an ending. I’ve always followed the belief that finding happiness by means of traveling, exploring the world, creating art, and writing pieces that bring joy to other people is the most important aspect of this life’s journey.
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Switzerland Day 4: Retrospection

Splendour of the Alps tour
The last full day in Montreux greeted us with another gloomy morning. However, the cloud eventually parted by early afternoon, offering a warm respite over the snowy Alps.

I had a dream earlier that my boyfriend’s mother was asking us to go on a boat tour. I woke up telling him that. So it was funny that during breakfast, his mother offers the suggestion.

Using the Riviera card, you can book a Splendour of the Alps cruise tour on Lake Geneva, which is a 2 hour ride. There is also an option for a 4 hour ride with lunch being served, which is 90 CHF per person. The Riviera card will give you half price off. Of course, try to board 2nd class tickets to avoid overcharge. You’ll still get a good view of the towns.
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Switzerland Day 2: Château de Chillon

Château de Chillon
When I was a child, I was in an accident that rendered me bedridden for a good 4 months. It was the most boring experience time of my time. It was a time before internet surfing, cell phones, and my parents were much too poor to buy me a hand held device game (considering the fact they were paying medical bills—I was quite an ungrateful child). But for lack of entertainment, I grew to enjoy reading (library books became my best friends since friends were not allowed to visit), watching PBS from morning through afternoon until home tutoring in evening, and playing jigsaw puzzles. I played puzzles day in and day out. We had about 3 boxes of puzzles I played. Sometimes I would play puzzles upside down to challenge myself. My mother got sick of watching me play puzzles and taped them up and hung them on the wall at one point.
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Packing in Two Hour

Packing in 2 Hours

I have a dog that at the sight of a suitcase, he will have the worst explosion, of the stinky sort. He is absolutely notorious for getting sick, getting anxious, and sad and depressed, wallowing in the closet somewhere when he gets the slightest sense that I’m packing up to go somewhere.

So I had learned long ago that packing must never happen until he’s gone off to doggy camp. That, of course, leaves me with very little time to prep and organize.

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