Archive for April 5th, 2008

Apr 05

แบกเป้ กินลม ชมซากุระ: เสี้ยวความทรงจำในโปสการ์ด

It is 2.30 a.m. of Friday night in Japan. Actually, it is already Saturday morning. The airplane should be in Bangkok before 6.00 p.m. on Saturday night. I missed my home, my bed and my old blanket. Especially, I missed INK so much. We never be apart as long as this time (7 days!!!).

In this trip, I did send totally 15 postcards from Japan to my family and friends. Someone told me that he got the first postcard from me already !!!

I bought 15 postcards at the same time from the shop in the highest floor of the government building. But I didn’t write 15 postcards at the same time. I wrote them one by one and drop it to the red post box on the street one by one along the trip.

Some postcards was drop in Tokyo. Some postcards was wrote in Shinkunsen. Some postcards was drop in Osaka. 15 postcards will go to 14 addresses. [someone special got 2 postcards ^^]

Messages on those postcards are not the same. If you combined them all together you will get the whole picture of my trip…

Where did I go? What did I do? Who was I meet? How was I feel?
What kind of food that I had ? Who I was missed? …, etc.

That means 15 postcards in combination.
But you can’t do that because you don’t know each other 555+.

If you got a postcard from me, you are the one who kept a piece of my good memories. You are the one who kept a mystery of this trip.

Anyway, if you are curious about this trip, I will write about it in details here in my blog together with those interesting pictures which made my camera’s memory full.

A strange thing is that we both came to Japan with 2 cameras, his camera and mine. He takes lots of scenery pictures and few pictures of me from far distance. I takes lots of scenery pictures and few pictures of him from far distance. We have tons of Japan scenery pictures without any single picture together 555+.

Why? That’s may be because we didn’t feel to do so. But memories are permanent. Having a picture or not doesn’t matter.

I’m thinking about sometimes in the past, a good time, those pictures still clear and bright in my heart. Eventhough no pictures actually taken.

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