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Monday, December 10, 2007 5:17 AM

Beautiful. Period.
Switzerland is so captivating and so relaxing it's like the perfect getaway. However, being in such a country-like area makes me wonder how it'd be like to wake up every morning to milk your cow. I wonder how it'd feel like to keep a cow. I'm getting old. The thirteen hour plane ride almost killed me. We did quite a lot for a first day and because i'm so darn lazy now, i'll stick to the principle of pictures say more than words.



1. I look like a cat
2. My dad looks like the cutest garden gnome ever







The black forest cake was so freaking gorgeously delicious i don't think i'll ever want to eat another piece in Sngapore without any rum in it.







Pretty candles which were carved out by the most brilliant and talanted people ever.
I'd like to live in a house like that. It'll make me rather happy.

The crystals were so damn pretty.













Some funny bar.




We'll be going to Italy in a few days time, can't wait for Venice!! Yes i know, most of the pictures i take/post are humanless. 1. I'm not a cam whore 2. I like it that way
I'll be home soon, dearest love.


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