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(5+5=10) Other Things About Me

And this is the second and last part of the “about me” photo hunt! Last part of the assignment, then I will stop being so self-centred, I promise.

Pens, Lots of Them!
Pens, Lots of Them!

I like drawing, art, photography, literature or painting.

My father is an artist—it probably explains why we, the kids, like to see the world with a different eye. Eh, after all, we grew up in the jumble of buckets of oil paint, acrylic paint, gouache paint, watercolour and charcoal crayons… It took me many years to appreciate my father’s work, because his drawings seemed so abstract to me as a kid.I think I get it now. I think.

Three of my Scarves
Three of my Scarves

I seem to have a thing for scarves. Maybe it’s the weather… maybe it’s just me.

Some women are into shoes—I’m not. Scarves are usually cheaper, one size fits all, and they are soft, unique and comfy.

These are three of my favourite, the dark red (from Guatemala), the wool one (from Canada) and the stripes one (from Bolivia).

Our World Map
Our World Map

I have always loved travelling, and I turned it into an almost full-time activity as soon as I finished high school. Work, save money and go—that’s how it works.

So far, I have backpacked in China, Hong Kong, Australia, New Zealand, Canada, U.S.A., France, England, Belgium, Italy, Spain, Finland, Tunisia, Greece, Mexico, Belize, Guatemala, El Salvador, Honduras, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, Panama, Equator, Peru, Bolivia, Chile, Argentina, Uruguay, Brazil… and hopefully there is more to come!

Cute (Chinese) Bear In Buenos Aires
Cute (Chinese) Bear In Buenos Aires

I like Winnie the Pooh, probably more than I should consider I’m 26 years old! I have four little “Winnies” and I usually carry one in my backpack when we go travelling.

Seriously guys, don’t laugh, that’s my deepest secret. My Winnie addiction.

Tuney's Pasture OC Transpo Station
Tuney’s Pasture OC Transpo Station

As everybody knows by now, I don’t drive. Well, technically, I can, I have a valid licence and we have a car. But I was never too comfortable driving—who knows why!

So I rely on the bus quite a lot. I wish I could say it’s for environmental reasons, but the truth is, it’s because I’m too fucking scare to drive to the supermarket by myself. Maybe one day…

 

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