PACIFLY

睽違已久的網誌，照例應該先廢話一下，談談沒維持良好紀錄習慣造成多大的回憶損失，接著再來點新希望之類的勉勵話語，期許自己能重拾熱忱，用心寫下旅行的點點滴滴，吃的總會拉掉、有趣的際遇總會消逝，而看過的風景總會忘掉。一個好久沒碰面的朋友曾說：來不及寫下的就讓它過去，隨時都可以翻新頁，一字一句的打下新的旅程。於是在一個天寒地凍、風雨交加的傍晚，我坐在電腦前，細細回味前兩年的夏季之旅。而說來，真正促成我開始生產文字的契機，還是來自上個月的返台之旅，大家都知道我耗費了多少的心力在推銷以色列行程，有鑑於各位沒來過這國家，電視上報的又盡是戰爭、以巴衝突等消息，再再激起我提筆，用我的觀點，寫下對這國家的體驗與介紹。接下來，就看觀眾買不買單了(祈禱的少女樣貌)。

特地空了一整天健行，說是健行也不真的很賣力的在走，早上出門前做了火腿三明治後，帶了些蘋果、香蕉就出門，一路走走停停的，看到好風景就坐下來吃東西或發呆，或看人們在湖畔享受他們的仲夏時光。從上午十點半一直到下午五點才又回到鎮上，六個半小時裡大概只有三小時是認真的在走吧。

宿 

Lake Siljan位於Stockholm北方約三小時左右火車車程，是瑞典境內第六大的湖泊。鐵道沿著湖畔幾個主要村落行駛，每天都有班次從Stockholm發車，沿途經Arlanda機場、Uppsala，終點站是Lake Siljan北端的Mora。

訂了很奇怪的班機時間，前晚八點多就準備就寢，雖然還是拖到了九點多才真的入眠。凌晨兩點半鬧鐘響時，有些吃力的起床刷牙洗臉，背上行李走到對街去搭前往Stansted機場的National Exrpress客運。

Leong San Tong Khoo Kongsi

I still remember my first visit to Malaysia two and half years ago. I stayed there for three nights before I went on my first journey to the UK. It was already ten o’clock in the night when I arrived in central Kuala Lumpur. The hostel I booked should be two blocks away from the metro station but a local showed me a completely wrong direction. I walked around the nearby area alone, desperately wanting to know where I was. I once stepped into a very dark alley way and went passed a crowd of men whose night just began. I was terrified because I never travelled by myself and running into trouble the first night seemed to prove that my mom was right to try to stop me before we said good bye. Finally I located my position on the map and managed to find where I was and luckily a very friendly security guy in a bank read my map carefully and consulted two of his colleagues before showing me directions.  

What do people do with their one-week holiday abroad? I bet you’ll never hear itineraries like mine with six flights in a week. I mean I was not on business trip at all, although it seemed like it in some way.

睡到自然醒的代價是痠痛的肩膀與迷濛間赫然發現自己在十小時間從床靠牆的那一頭轉到放置四層櫃的另一側來，睜眼定睛一看，昨晚的睡前書《飢餓遊戲：自由幻夢》封面上展翅的白鳥正脫離鐵刺網，往藍綠色的天空飛去，窗外一層樓下的街道上，兩名男子彷彿當著我的面大聲嚷嚷著，深藍色的直立簾盡責的擋住室外天光，而在後頭兩扇窗戶則完全愧對於它們上面貼著的“氣密窗”這三個字。