there must be angels and i spoke to them in the east... the beauty is more then words but i can finally relate to em dead poet's praise of the seasons... especially Autumn.
the sun striking through and the ocean opens up upon my eyes as my CD went something majestic... it's like freaking Hollywood behind my wheels!
i drove into Abashiri seeking Lake Notoro, and went on and on... Shiretoko... Kushero... Mashuko... Akanko... Kushiro... Obihiro... Hidaka... I've only stopped since I've run out of me underwears, but most of all my flims... so after 1247km later... さよなら。。。 it is back to sapporo...
it sure is tempting to get stuck here... the awe of it all... and everything is cheaper then Singapura... hmmm... bike is cheaper, car is cheaper, road tax... house... land... beer... too bad i dun smoke anymore...
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