It was around 4pm in the afternoon, after walking around the whole afternoon trying to explore the city, my feet ached. Seeing this huge circular building was a sign that I should take a break…

No doubt, the sole existence of being in Singapore is to eat. Unfortunately by my third week at the hospital, I was completely sick of hawker/street food. They no longer taste the same. You can hardly taste the wok hei. The food were uselessly oily, I was sick of them. But not all food were bad.

Okay, maybe I haven't visited enough cafes. But I'm loving Baker House very much! Felicia brought me there with her hype and made me fall in love with them too...

First thing to settle for was getting my T Card. I was contemplating about getting a LINE Friends card in a convenience store, but I thought that it was an extra waste of money at 4000₩ so I didn't go for it.

Yesss! It's been 10 freaking years since I've visited Seoul. And well, a week in Seoul then back to Paris, I feel like I'm living a lie somehow. I still can't believe I flew there and got home. #whysoemotional