Rest in Peace

這個博客一直都是以英文為主導，因為自覺中文程度不太好，而打中文的速度亦慢如蝸牛，但近日有一位在香港的朋友突然離去，所以想在這裏寫幾句說話紀念他。

「雖然我倆認識不算太深，然而屈指一算，第一次跟你相遇，是四年前的毅行麥徑操練，你是峰的隊友，那是我第一年參加毅行者，自知能力不足，但自己的隊友卻各有各忙，所以四出找五湖四海的朋友一起練習，猶記得當峰和其他人如閃電般在眼前消失後，我倆互相勉勵，努力趕上。

之後你加入乖風航的大家庭，我們在大伙兒的活動上相處機會多了，2009年毅行者你更成為YA寶寶的支援隊，那一段深夜落大帽山刻骨銘心的經歷，簡直畢生難忘，如果沒有你和KK一左一右夾著我這個半睡半醒的行屍走肉，相信我不能安全完成。

朋友，你的離開，令很多人震驚，而在遠方的我(們)，只能默默想念你、祝福你，我深信，在另一個國土的你，一定收到我們的心意，而且會活得很幸福。一路好走。」

至於小小的雲斯頓，已正式被豉椒炒魷，當然我不是聖人，一定有一絲絲失落，但我知道這個街頭體驗已經告一段落，是時候找其他工作，可幸是，我在倫敦已有一群好友與我分享，而且這個星期還有三個面試，遲些再告訴大家是甚麼樣的工種，哈，總之又有驚喜啦！

A friend from Hong Kong has recently passed away.  I’m dedicating this entry to him in Chinese.  “May you rest in peace, my friend.”

And yes, I’m officially fired from the street fundraiser job.  There were some forms of sadness lingering for a while.  Yet my friends and experience in London keep me carefree and blissful.  I have three interviews this week. Wish me luck, mates!  Will share further about them next time.  Stay tuned for the surprises.

攝於2009年毅行者YA寶寶落大帽山前... 謝謝你的付出！

懷念大伙兒的日子

於歡歡上，大家竟然留心聽講？！

於海上，大家繼續YA的拍照精神！Will miss you dearly, my friend!

The first thing I did after I got laid off in the morning was to indulge myself with art & knowledges, haha!  This is Victoria & Albert Museum - full of art from all over the world.

This gorgeous installation sooths my soul.

Simply wandering in the museum and admiring various art forms was enough to rejuvenate my spirit! 

Then, the next stop was National History Museum.  I was here with my dad 14 years ago.

I love fossils.  Aren't they adorable?

Fly, whales, FLY to your dreamland! This scene looks almost surreal.

Helped out a little while my friend was setting up his art studio.   Then, we chatted and chatted and chatted till it was too late to go home.

The is the site where the body sculpture performance I participated took place.  Sorry, there was no documentation of the event due to the concept of the artists, JocJonJosch.

This is a performance at the Barbican Centre.  These people with trench coats walked pass me as I was waiting for my friend.  Then, they started chanting in an unknown language.

The group turned into a walking choir.

They walked from one place to another in the centre.  Sometimes, they became radical.

Other times, they remained silent.

Eventually they reached a stage, and sang with empty alcohol bottles in their hands.

Here comes the ending scene after all the previous chaos.  It's just beautiful.

Afterward, I became a receiver in a dream cafe.  Sleeping on a comfy bed on the left while people were busy creating dreams for us.

Let's swing! Yes, I'm learning some swing moves now, haha!