sunday.

#32

cuba

homebird.

Im back now, missing cuba. I am proud to say that i accomplished everything on my list... and a few more. met a couple new friends... and enjoyed endless sun. (and endless beer).  theres a picture of the seashells i collected and the sailboat/catamaran we went on one day and a flower (along with many) that the lovely towel boy gave me and my mom every morning :). The locals are so friendly and welcoming. the other picture is me and mom, and a sunset.

p.s there will be a lot more cuba posts to follow this one!
p.p.s sorry if it gets annoying!

a cubalist & a farewell.

 

1. Take a zillion photos.

2. Relax, catch up on downtime i have lacked from the last 8 months.

3. Drink a lot of pina coladas. mm... huzzah!

4. Bring running shoes, go running and exercise with mom.

5. Get up everyday to watch the sunrise. (or maybe at least one morning..haha)

6. Forget everything and everyone that have been bringing me down.

7. Read. Enjoy reading a book. A book besides a text book, for once.

8. Tan. soak up the sun... (although no doubt about it i will also come back with a burn)

9. Swim in the ocean, everyday.

10. Recuperate from the whirlwind fall and winter semesters. 

Wish i wasn't leaving such beautiful weather behind here in toronto.  When i come back i will be saying goodbye to my best friend and roommate the day after i return, a going away party, as she leaves for a special job opportunity at a resort up north. And i will be saying hello and welcoming a new roommate... who i haven't met yet. but Im sure she will be nice. 

Anyways i will be gone until the second of May.

Until then, Goodbye lovelies. xoxo 

huzzah! 

p.s photos via weheartit 

blossomblooms.

Does anyone know what kind of tree this is!?? ughh its so pretty. And that bench!? i just want to sit there in a pretty dress and read something jane austin while sipping tea. ahaha. maybe i should... i love my area of town, because you go around a corner expecting there to be nothing but a grungy alleyway or  parking lot, but then you find this. my street is the best street in toronto. old couches on porches with guys playing the guitar singing some hipster bands music... small little cafes with the walls decorated from floor to ceiling with local art... kensington market around the corner, the other day there was even a man playing the accordion outside of the little video shop while a fold-down tv screen played an old film noir. I sure hope i don't have to leave this place anytime soon.

unless its to cuba... (2 more sleeps until friday!)

** & mom just informed me that this is a magnolia tree... new favorite flower.