I’m embarrassed that it has been more than 2 months since I finished my first book of 2013 and I’m just barely halfway through the fifth book in George R.R.Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire series. I have hit a reading slump. I didn’t imagine that I could read that slow, and I knew I had to take a break from the current book I was reading.
It has been 5 years since the last time I was up a mountain. It was my first climb (the highest peak in Luzon at that), I was in college, I was relatively fitter, and the climb was for a documentary class. One day I woke up wanting to climb again so on a Saturday morning, me, my brothers, W and Tco drove to Batangas for some mountain loving.
I’ve been planning to go to the Philippine International Hot Air Balloon Fiesta for three years already. This year, I finally went to the opening of the weekend of everything that flies with W and Tco!
This is my favorite book out of George R.R.Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire series so far. The plot twists of A Feast For Crows had me SENDING VIOLENT MESSAGES LIKE THIS at the middle of the night to my friends who’ve finished reading the books. Spoiler alert: The ABC of my OMG-what-is-going-to-happen-they-don’t-have-chapters-anymore-in-this-book feelings – ARYA! BRIENNE! CERSEI!
I’m pretty confident that I’ll be able to finish the fifth book in the series, A Dance With Dragons, before the third season of the TV series returns on 3.31.13. What sucks though is this note from George R.R. Martin at the end of A Feast For Crows, “I felt that the readers would be better served by a book that told all the story for half the characters, rather than half the story for all the characters.” This means that I have to wait for the sixth book (which will supposedly be published in 2014) before I find out what will happen to Arya, Brienne, and Cersei. Write faster, George!
Apparently, a lot. I did not expect Indonesia to have these many motorcycles (or motorbikes as they call it.) I’ve seen photos of motorcycles in the streets of Vietnam but apparently, Indonesia is now the biggest market for motorcycles in Southeast Asia.
We’ve come to accept getting ripped off as part of the experience when traveling, from cabbies in Bangkok telling us that the Grand Palace is closed to the fake immigration counters to Cambodia. However, we have not experienced getting ripped off on such a scale as in our latest trip to Bali, Indonesia.
I am turning into my mother, apparently I got her green thumb. The front space of our house is mostly covered in concrete but my mom has filled it with plants. The incredible thing about her gardening is that she doesn’t buy plants, she gets them from her friends or from our trips. We always joke about how my mom would spot a plant she likes by the side of the road, make my dad stop the car and tell my brother to go out and get some of the plant for her.
Happy Holidays! I believe this will be the last book that I will finish for 2012 and while I didn’t reach my goal to finish all five books in George R.R. Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire series this year, 12 books for 2012 doesn’t sound so bad right?
I finished reading A Storm Of Swords a few hours after Christmas Eve. To date, this is the longest novel in the series and I feel as though I have been struggling to finish it for the longest time, more than two months according to my post about Book 11 of 2012. The scroll feature on iBooks and waiting for Noche Buena helped me speed up my reading rate though.
My baby brother also got a smartphone earlier this year and I’m welcoming him to the world of ebooks by sharing my habit of going to bookstores to look at titles that I would later download. Right now he’s starting on the Harry Potter series.
2012 has been a good year filled with good food, great company, and awesome trips. The Mayans believe that the world will end tomorrow but I believe that they got their calendar wrong and that 2013 will be even more awesome.
I made a photo book for the parents to highlight 2012′s events and trips. Digital photography is the shit and all that but there’s still something special about seeing photographs printed out.