Remembering death, reminds the future

February 26, 2015 – The past few weeks we have been enjoying our hearts out; today we are reminded that we will one day return back to our creator. It’s a subtle reminder for all of us to keep our feet on the ground and remember our purpose, our responsibility and our creator.

On our the last day in Labunishta, we were invite to Jenazah Prayer where we pray for the one who left us in this world. It was an unexpected invitation and something we can’t refuse; an experience we won’t miss. To see how they do it half way around the world. Read More


Crazy wind, Stupid mountain

I arrived at the bus station just around noon; At this point, you can’t imagine how excited I am to be joining this journey and to explore more places than I have ever taught. The places I could go and enjoy the beauty is limitless.

Soon after, I met Adib and Han at our rendezvous point which is the cafe near the bus station. I was shocked to see that they’re both with their bicycle fully loaded as the initial plan was to stay in Kotor for few more days until they finish the GeGo Live Interview. Read More


Sun, Rain, Snow in Stavanger

There’s something about the sun I can never really tell; It’s the love and hate relationship I have coming from Asia and being in Europe. The absence of it makes you depress and too much of it irritates you.

The clouds here are gargantuan that you have a feeling that it is as huge as the land it covers. The thickness blocks away the richness of the rays and there isn’t a slight feeling of the warmth it is supposed to provide. The weather here changes faster than you can change your clothes as you’ll experienced sun, snow, rain and strong wind in a span of several hours in the winter. Read More


Journey to Homeland

A week after “Journey to Homeland” flags off in London; I started my backpacking journey in Europe starting from France and during my travel, there’s several occasion where I said to my self that I wish I could stop this bus and enjoy the scenery. If you say it enough times, it will become your prayers and mine was answered.

After three months of traveling, I met them in Mostar (Bosnia and Herzegovina). That morning, I was exploring the city on my own and I notice a guy leaning on the wall while using his phone. He looked familiar and I decided to say hello and asked if he’s the cyclist from Malaysia. After brief introduction, he invited me to the house for a drink but later decided that we should go out instead. They told their stories during lunch, places they went, people they met and I became interested in the idea. Read More