A friend named John

Its funny how faith works, was suppose to delete my profile and forget about it in just minutes. What faith had in store was totally different. Found a friendship that withstood the proof of time.

Days after days I sent messages to my new friend (Gwanni), discovered a lot about his country (Portugal) and discovered that we were not so much different after all. Its funny when you think that a few days earlier he was thinking to delete his profile too, now we both found a special friendship, deeper then others I used to know. A friendship that asked nothing in return, just to listen...and understand.

For a reason I still not quite grab, I have told no one about the friendship I made. Perhaps I thought there was no reason to do so, and besides there was nothing wrong about it. It was just an on-line friendship, nothing more... well not quite true, it was more then just a friendship I knew deep inside that this friendship would lead me to a much different level of friendship. I knew this was no ordinary friendship can't explain why but I just knew!.

And all things happen for a reason they say, and this is one truth I would have discovered very soon.

Picture on loan from Virgulas do Destino

The proof is in the pudding!.

I feel exhausted!. What a week it have been!. The bad weather is not helping at all. Luckily yesterday the weather was kind and the sun showed up in its mighty glory all day!. It was nice to have a walk in the park and be able to snap a few pictures. The day ended up in a very good way, met Tory and talked over a bottle or red, it have been a while since we last met!. Unbelievable when thinking that we live on a rock that measures  27Km by 14Km!!. Was sorry to hear she is having troubles at work again, and I think she shouldn't,  as she is very passionate about it, and goes well over and above her duties all the time!.

Thinking about it I am not having the best days at work either. I simply wish I was able to kick my own self for dropping my position. I have worked hard to be able to get "the" position, the effort I put in showed as the restaurant was ranked one of the top restaurants on the island leaving  way behind my old friends  from my last employment!!! (In your face buddies!!!).  But I am afraid that I am a proud person, very proud, many times way to much and over the smallest things. Stubborn! yes I am, way to much many times stubborn too, but I like to make my point clear and now no matter what happens I will standby the decision I made even at the cost of leaving my job!.

To make a long story short, I took charge of the kitchen at its peek season, ended up working twice the work as before, not because of my position just because Mr Crabs did not want to employ a new cook!. After a long discussion he gave in and agreed to get a new cook, he somehow realised that before we were 4 in the kitchen and now we ended up just 2!. Not mentioning the silly wage increase! and must not forget that on my first month I spent over 200 Euros on fuel just to shop around for the restaurant no joke when you remember the size of this island!!!. Well this was not just it! I have mentioned in one of my past posts that Mr crabs while giving me the new contract said a few things I did not quite like, referring to (you are way too young and the I don't know you part!). I returned the contract back just after a few days and said to him that I am not signing it, as I have proved myself enough during the past year and a half. Somehow he understood my point. To mess up the situation even more he got a new guy that apparently had no experience in the sector and this was the final blow!. I called Mr crabs and told him to get a new chef as I am leaving!.

He bagged me to stay and stupid me I said yes. After a 3 months of hard work a new guy steps in, and the first thing Mr Crabs tells me was make sure you teach him well and check the stuff before sending it out!.

Now! WAIT A MINUTE! You are telling me that you got a new chef, younger then me (Please notice the YOUNGER THEN ME BIT), that is my superior, and I have to make sure he works good? I have to check if my superiors work  is good enough???.

Now after a month that the new "Chef" started here I am leading from behind the scenes, trying not to make the reputation of the restaurant drown. I love doing my job, and I am very passionate about my job, I cant let this bloke ruin this place so I must all the time step in and fix all the "fuck ups" this guy makes, answer to all the damn questions and fix every single issue that rises up. And who takes the credit? Not me!!. Now don't get me wrong, the new guy is a good "boy" and he tries his best, just I don't think this is his piece of cake. There is to much to chew here!. "The proof of the pudding is in the eating" they say, indeed!. Last week after a tremendous service the new guy came to me and said "Thanks Hotei you saved me today!". I got a bit mushy and just said its OK no problem...but come on I cant all the time step in and try to not let the ship sink!. This is getting to much on my nerves and annoying me, I have applied for numerous jobs and to my surprise I got a respond from the least expected...left quite a good impression on the  manager and said I will definitely hear from him, now one question rises...will I be able to say goodbye to the kitchen I love so much?. Will I be able to hang up my apron once and for all?.

  

Pictures goggle images (no the apron is not mine) ;)

  

My name is John.

Winter made itself feel in its mighty glory just a few days after our return. With lots of time on my hand and most days I was unable to leave home due to the terrible weather, I discovered something that I have long forgotten....It was then when I triggered a hidden force, something I called destiny...

Brought to the light an old gift that for long it have been forgotten. I needed to kill some time and this gift seemed to show up to me at the right time.

What made me  join a social network, I have absolutely  no idea! but there I was, signing up on one. May be just to kill some time, or may be just to make new friends, as my friends have long departed me. Signed up and just after a very small while I received my very first request. It was kind of fun to interact with so many different cultures and ideas from across the globe. I loved a good discussion and loved the comments I started receiving about my pictures...loved to explain about my country and the places in my pictures...for many my country was new, never heard of.

It was fun until it lasted...I started receiving odd requests and soon I discovered that it was a bad idea to join a social network were everyone could see you and add you. Many started to be quite annoying and many times I founded them offensive. Just a few weeks after opening an account there I was!, signing in for the last time to trash my account. But that did not happen, received a comment on one of the posts I had on my profile, then a few minutes later received more comments about more pictures. Somehow I knew it was worth to keep the account may be just a little longer, after all there were good people there too...and after all it was a good choice to keep the account a little longer.

My name is John he said... it was the start of a true and strong friendship from across the ocean.... 

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The Kiss by Gustav Klimt 

My profile picture at the time 

In love again.

For so many years I locked my self and neglected my own self and most of all I ignored my loved one. Now it was the ideal time to make something and revert all this and make up for the time lost.

The only logical ting was to spend as much time as possible with each other, after all for years we left many things unsaid and left our relationship deteriorate slowly, without doing anything about it. Perhaps I have to blame my own self for this, she always gave me all of herself and all that she had, now it was time to give her something back.

Slowly we started coming closer again, it kind of felt like a new feeling discovering it for the first time... 

At the end of summer left for a small retreat just the two of us our destination was London. I can remember it very clearly, I was so trilled only left the island 5 years before, I have....we have changed so much during these years I felt like rediscovering my own self. It have been a very long time since we had time to be close and alone. Making love the first night felt different, I was different, she was different I felt  like a stranger in my own skin. Perhaps I needed more time to come out of this, it was a slow recovery and the most ting I hated about it was that it was not allowing me to see her feelings clearly, I could not feel the warmth I was used to, she felt somehow distant.

I watched her sleep that night, I could not sleep, my mind was crowded with thoughts. I had it all I thought, I now let it all go. I felt ashamed of my own self, she deserved better I thought. That night we were on the same bed but yet felt distant...there I promised that I will give her more of myself.

Each day that passed we found more and more of what made this flame start, making love now became more of what I used to know, no longer I felt ashamed of laying beside her in her sleep. It felt safe to hold hands again nothing could harm us or break us apart.

Just like every journey it had to come to an end, mine was no difference. Came back home brand new, overflowing with emotions, one of the best feelings I ever felt in my entire life. We were in love again, just like the first time.

 As we found each other again and our long lost feelings, destiny had something lurking for us that would make our world crumble and fall, just like a very sick joke played softly like a lullaby by a stronger and bigger force something that only time had power over it... 

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Colour in a dull world.

As days passed  I started working at the new place, trying to leave the past behind. It was a totally different scenario, more calm more friendly and inviting, I was almost intimidated by the situation, it was almost surreal.  I could not understand how there could be such a big difference between the old post and this one. I asked many times myself how I could have done this to me, how I let my self be blinded by a little money. For years I knew nothing but work, I had become dull.

Many times drove my way to work early, and took my time strolling around the city watching the crowd going at its pace. Staying at home was not going to do me any good, locking my self up wont help me, so (I thought)  why not have a walk, and have a coffee. I might be having it alone but at least I'm out and I could see new places and new faces. That alone was enough. Started rediscovering my passions, time over time I silently watched the tourist wondering about capturing every corner, stone, door and window. Colour! and little noises,  a carriage drawn by a horse making its way trough the crowd in an almost eerie silence only broken by footsteps on the cobblestones.  

Walking in the silent streets of the city leading to the new place made me think... I started noticing a world full of colours, shapes and sweet soft sounds. I loved it! it felt good! too good to be true, but it was true I was now living. 

Long time ago a very good friend of mine gave me a small gift, a "photo camera" I started to capture what my eyes saw and thought it was worth to be frozen forever. My morning stopped to be dull and empty, now this time was worth living, I felt passionate about this new hobby. Discovered the beauty of the early morning...the mist, no longer I cursed it for stopping me from driving early in the morning, now I was fetching for more and more scenarios. Inspiration was not to far, it was all along around me, tourist came to capture and savour a little of what my country can give, it was now time for me to give a little back to them.

The old company started paying me what was due to me, and with this little extra I could plan a small gift for Cas and me. She was delighted!, it was a surprise to her after so many years. Now we could spend real quality time together, we could restart living and rediscover each other just like in the past.

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Once upon a chapel's step

"Wait!... stop there" Cassidy told me, holding my hand and calling our stroll in the city to a halt.
 Looked back at her and asked her what was the matter.
"Walk... go a little further, she said smiling".
I walked a couple of passes and looked back at her again .."what? what is it?" I asked her.
 "Nothing silly...you have grown a beard! she said laughing".
 "And now you notice?" I replied smiling.
She laughed and walked next to me "meant, you have grown quite a lot since last time we walked down these stairs".
"Right!" I said.....


Took out my trusted camera and snapped a picture of the "scenario" as a reminder...

Time really flies, almost 9 years ago I exchanged one of my very first kiss with Cassidy on the doorsteps of this chapel...

On the door step of this chapel, followed my dream's.

On these steps I wished for something real.

Then set fire to the dream's I so longed for. 

Now  here I am backtracking what I lost.

On these steps I dreamt a life, a happy life. 

Looking back at the past 9 years I notice how much we both have changed, how much we have grown. Perhaps our feelings changed too. Its different when you see life from the eyes of a young man, growing up you start realising that life can be no fairytale. There is much that can lead a relation to crumble. 

"Want to do what we left undone 9 years ago?" Cassidy asked me smiling. 

"And what we have left undone?" I smiled back.

                                                               And then we kissed...

Today I look back and can see the path I have chosen, I can see it but I cant take the same path back. I have so much to hold onto, I have made so many mistakes, I have lost direction many times, but guess that makes me only human. I have come so far, we have learnt so much from each other on this adventure called life... 

  

  

Picture by Hotei

The beginning of the end

When a bird is alive it eats ants and when a bird is dead, ants eat the bird, time and circumstances can change at any time. Don’t devalue or hurt anyone in your life. You may be powerful today but remember that time is more powerful then you. One tree makes a million match sticks but only one match stick is needed to burn down a million trees. 

So be good and do good. 

The End... 

What a relief!, I was now free (or almost free!) gave 11 years of service to the company, I had no extra days off in 5 years!, except when Cassidy was in hospital.
I was called by the directors and the management for a meeting, they offered me more money, but I refused them on the spot. All I wanted was to get out of there, I worked far too long and under the worst circumstances, more then anyone could take!.

By law had to work a notice period, and to my disbelief I had to suck it in for an other 3 months!. It was either that way or pay 3 months of notice!. I was happy to pay a 3 months notice to the company...but then I thought (why?). I sweated my ass off for so many years, I gave all that I had, sacrificed so much!. I proposed a deal. And to my more disbelieve they accepted!. They freeking accepted!!!. My proposal was, that I work for 3 months, but only a 40 hour!, they can forget the 60 hour a week!, and I wanted my leave balance to be paid! I never took any leave in 5 years   that meant I had over a year of balance left!.

And so it was, I many times regretted the fact I made such a proposal, and many times I wanted to kick my own self, but then I used to tell my self, (you stood for so many years, what 3 months mean now? and besides I'm working only 40 hours a week).

The others... what happened to them?...

Joe, remained at the hotel, after my resignation promoted to sous chef. He moved living in with Ta Chan. 

Ta Chan, Left the hotel after a few months I left, her and Jo living together . who knows perhaps wedding bells are in the air?.  

Jessica, resigned after 6 months I did, now working more happy and less stressed and perhaps she have more time to spend with her family....and especially her son. 

Tassu, left the country and went working in the UK, he is now father of two beautiful children. 

Rose, left the island for a holiday in Germany, now married to a German man, last I heard from her said she will make a come back soon. 

Tomo Chan, resigned from the hotel the same week I did, now happily working in a small restaurant, last time I saw her she was enjoying her meal in the restaurant I am working in, her son enjoyed the kitchen tour I gave him and loved sending the orders out!. 

Rosanna, happily married in Switzerland now a proud mother of 3 kids. 

Chef Kazu, back in Japan opened his 3rd sushi restaurant in Hiroshima!. Proud dad of daughter Luna.    

Taka, back to Japan,  happy married father of two kids. 

Vince, Not happily married, the new position got into him now the director of a major 5* hotel. 

SiSi, still working at the hotel, just had her daughter wedding last summer. 

Clint, took over my position for a month then left the hotel to work in a new opened restaurant, bribed some of the staff to join him. He was fired a week after the opening of the restaurant  unable to find job on the island due to his reputation he now seeks fortune in the UK.  

Chef, still working at the hotel, received a message if I wanted to go back....my answer? FUCK YOU !! :) 

Nigel, never heard from him since...

Therese, separated from her husband, found love on the island, fighting for custody of her children, last time I had a chat with her she said she was missing her children quite badly and was dying to go back to the Philippines!.




From this moment onwards my story will change dramatically, the long introduction was necessary for you to understand me and get a picture of my personality. Also I wanted to write it all down as a reminder, for me to be able to look back and see how long I have come.

It was an ode to love, my love for Cassidy, an apology to her for turning to such a jerk many times. I may not have mentioned it much but I love her, I do...and despite what happened I was always loyal to her and I'm sure she was to me. I may have "betrayed" her trust in a way many times, I may have many times walked away from her, but I loved her ...I was always true. True with her true with me true with you!. Even if many times I was silent and distant, the flame that started 9 years ago still burns.

To those that I have addressed many posts, I want to let you know that my feelings never changed, what I said I still believe, and you will always be a vital part in my life. The feelings I felt will always be imprinted in my heart, mind and soul.  Wish many times we had not said goodbye, as I miss you much. And this silence pains me a lot. Perhaps one day you will understand my feelings, that I carried and still carry.

And here I call the end of my long bumpy journey. I shared the ups and downs of my life with you my friends. This is the end of the first chapter, and the beginning of a new one.  

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All good things come to an end (Part 4)

Goodbye Mr nice guy;

I could not trust, it was time to raise the white flag and call the surrender... 

Right after the festive season I asked to be transferred to a new position, I could not work in such an environment, and besides all of my complains to chef were pointless!, he would have not listened. His reply was a constant!, always the same prompt answer "your over reacting Hotei, and if you think you have a problem, try and sort it out by yourself..."

At first my proposal was ignored, and this only made things worst. I started to change, I started not to trust..I became cold, stopped joking with the others, for me (I thought) they are no longer friends, they are just co-workers and I should have treated then as such from the very first day...

No more a smile on my face and many started asking me what was going on, but I never gave an answer back...

My change effected the others and the kitchen atmosphere turned  cold and it was heavy to breath, I let no one approach me...

Jessica was the one to worry and notice my drastic change, she many times tried to make me smile, but now it was just to late, and I was just too stubborn to listen...
Finally my request was accepted and I was moved to a new post...but now something was different I could not change to the one I used to be, I somehow liked the person I have become. Many were just intimidated by my stare, and the way I addressed them. I didn't mind, it was perfect! they "feared" me and no one dared to question me anything...but this made me only grow more distant and colder....to every one...

I trusted only a few persons...but I still kept a step back...

Then...this "Change" effected me more then I could ever imagine, it took over me. The "new me" gave me confidence and made me not see clearly... Cassidy noticed my drastic change but I guess she preferred  not to say anything. I was cold to her as well and the stress from work effected our relationship and the misadventures in renovating our home did not help. It was like a constant build up of emotions and broken dreams.

The new emotion rooted deep within me, it protected me, now no one could touch this person I have become...

I tried to not let work matters affect me at home..but it was now just too late. I started treating Cassidy the same way I treated the others. I was blinded with this new emotion, I hated this emotion and at the same time I loved it. It made me feel safe.

I am not sure what made Cassidy remain by my side, many times I did not want to meet her after work as I knew this meant more stress and more arguments about the renovation works. I preferred to go home and try to escape from it all even if for a few hours. My life was now work and sleep. I slept every time I could get some free time it was my way to escape, and many times on a free day I would just go by the sea and watch the waves break down on the coast, anything! as long as I was alone....

An other year was gone by... 

Again Jessica came congratulating "me" for the good job, our restaurant won an award, she hugged me and whispered in my ear "you know? the others are quite pissed, especially Clint! they did not qualify for the award this year". I sort of gave in a smile to her that day...but that was it.

Chef came that evening to give us the news, it was like the same deja-vous  repeating... the same as he said the year before...I was very pissed this time, but said nothing.
Went home that day and laid down on my bed, but somehow I could not sleep...I had this constant resonating voice in my head..."you can't take this Hotei..you will not take this Hotei". I stood up and started writing a letter, it came out all spontaneous like it was all already written in my head and my hand was the printer.

Went rushed to work and handed the letter I wrote the night before, I had decided..it was no longer my place to be....

The very next morning I received a call, it was a man asking me if he could talk to me about work, I without any hesitation excepted to do so.

And so destiny started unfolding its magic on me, the wheel started its cycle and I could not stop it or change its direction. I met the gentile man that called me and he offered me a job, I accepted with out the sign of a doubt...  

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Any More Then A Whisper...

Now that I have come so far,
                    Now that I have been through so much, 
                                                                          I can't go back...






The year came to an end, left behind so many good memories and some not so good memories...
I'm ready to face the new year ahead, I'm ready to live the 365days ahead of me!.
The past few days were crucial for me..obtained more knowledge in a week then I did in months! somehow found the time to think things over...but will share them later as it makes more sense that way.

Over the past months (6) to be precise!, I have shared my emotions, thoughts and my life happenings, perhaps some may have been asking what was it all about. Its now time to go on,  and write the last chapter of this diary.

You met me and probably know me inside out by now or at least you know me from what I have been sharing with you. As the regular readers know, I am very reserved, but I was not always been this way.
I changed beyond imagination, to the point I did not recognise my own self .

The so called "retrospective" is almost to its end, it was necessary to go through it all!.
Even the posts that  no one probably knew what I was talking about, or to whom they were addressed,  but all the missing pieces of the puzzle will now start slowly find there rightful  place!.

Last but not least I must thank a few people that directly and indirectly helped me with the build up and constant transformation of this blog.

Must thank my friend Gwanni for showing me how to open and put up a blog!. The poor guy spent to many nights patiently explaining how to work with the editing and especially the (HTML)! good God!
Thanks for all of your support I would not be here today....
....and no this is not the end of my diary! just a small change!.

I must thank the now famous "Lisbon"  for giving me a punch in the face and turn my believes and my world  up side down!. (After all Lisbon is a real person at the end of the day)

Must thank my follower, then friend, then forever imprinted in my heart, mind and soul.
 May I dare say a part of me to the "East", she too helped modelling this blog and make it the way it is today. Also such a good listener to my constant whining and a good support, pushing me hard to write and write more!.

Cassidy, indirectly helping me finding  inspiration. For keeping my spirits up high, when things go not so good in life.  A big thanks for her support to stay by my side even when I was a jerk to her.

Tory for listening to me when I most needed, for giving me a hug when needed, to dry my tears when I cried.
She also supported my writings, by saying it was a good idea to have a diary that was shared.

Last but not least YOU my dear listeners! YOU for reading my post even if many times they are badly written, as I am no writer nor a poet I'm just a ....Whisperer....

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The secret garden

Not  far away a man walked silently in a garden staring at an old box he once found on the sea shore. Wondering if he'll ever see again the girl who once lived in the box...

"You said one day you'll walk away and never look back if I be                                                          watching..."

She undone her long black hair laced with a crimson ribbon, laid down on the soft grass staring up towards the purple sky, thinking of the past. Searched in her pocket and took out an old rusted key, she smiled at it and held it high but it did not glisten in the light like before, tried to clean it remembering the day she locked the door behind for the last time. Stood up and walked towards the old garden where the flowers had no smell and they were made out of paper. Birds in the trees but they refused to sing, the world has gone on mute. Made it to the old big tree where there was the secret door now covered in weeds and thorns,  she wondered what happened inside...barley can remember the faces on the other side. Held the key tight in the palm of her hand wondering if she could ever go in again. The world on the other side was bright and colourful  the birds sang and the flowers scent pervaded the air.

She placed the key into the key hole and opened the door slowly, to her horror she entered in a grey world where winter was now the ruler were once spring reigned supreme!,  the flowers scent was gone the birds stopped singing, walked down to the lake, the sun was as bright as in her world. The sun rays reflected brightly on the water making her feel dizzy and fall to the ground.

"You said one day you'll walk away and never look back if I be watching..."

To her approached a man and stared at her silently, he wondered if she was dreaming...again...the last time he saw her was a long time ago, she was holding the very same key she is holding today, wearing the same smile as she did  on that day. He wished deeply to wake her but he was afraid she will just run away like she did a long time ago, locking him in this enchanted garden forever.

The man sat beside her and thought...

         "she was not a figment of my imagination after all..."

The man stared at her for a long time, then started whispering words, 
  "If I tell you will you listen?",
 "Please don't say you'll have to go away again",
 "The silence in this world have become so violent since your gone, never let me go again".

The girl's body twitched to the sound of those words and let a tear escape and run down her pale face. Guess she could hear him after all, perhaps she craved to go back in the secret garden for a long time, but was afraid to find no one waiting for her return...

The man smiled, and covered her with his coat to keep her warm. Stood up and walked away looking for the box he had kept for such a long time. Returned to her and took away her key placed it in the box and sank it in the lake. "I'll set you free my dear" the man softly mumbled.

If you stayed would it have been all the same?
                                              Things would have changed?
                                                                         We had it all but I just had to let it go...

 All he had to keep him was her memory since she's gone, her thought kept him warm surviving the cruel winter that now ruled this world. The pain that was brought by the thought that he have lost her invaded his soul to the core, he hated the fact that she will have to go again soon, treasured this moment, savoured every second of it, held her warm hand tight kissing her frantically wishing that time could stop.

The bird of dusk came down next to them holding a crimson ribbon, the man took it and placed it around the girls wrist. Suddenly the air got colder and colder the wind froze the few flowers that survived this everlasting winter, draining the last drop of life that was left in them. The man kissed the girl on her lips and held her against him to keep her warm kissed her over and over again until he exhaled his last breath of life.

"You said one day you'll walk away and never look back if I be 
                                           watching..."


The girl woke up from her sleep on the soft grass, she looked around her and she realised she was still in her world ....it was all just a dream, looked in her pockets but the key was gone, thought she had lost it while wondering about in the garden. Then looked at her wrist...a crimson ribbon was tightly laced, stood up and called his name in vain...
... it was time for her to get back home it was getting dark and snow flakes filled the air.
She walked down the usual path...the secret garden door was still locked....

"I will be waiting for you..."

 ...a soft voice whispered from behind the locked door, she walked straight and never looked back...

 ..."she headed to her world of reality towards an endless fantasy"...

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Come into my world

Seems like yesterday that I have started writing 

 Any More Then A Whisper...

Have grown and learned during this past year....

  

When I think how my blog started I think of fate...

Fate made me start a blog ...or something I called destiny.

Its funny how destiny works... 

Last year I left for a holiday the one in many years, my destination  was London. 

I happened to love classical and contemporary art so my favourite, spot was the 

British museum. 

Like a respectable tourist I snapped shoots of the many sites in the city... 

One shoot I will always remember will be the one of the above mentioned British museum...

This very shoot changed the course of my life...and I would not be here posting and sharing my thoughts today... 

All started with a gift...

Then Destiny started its cycle...

A blue pencil....an old diary ....

drained my thoughts...my emotions...

Then... the blog 6 months later..

.

So my dear listeners of whispers here is my year in pictures...

You will not only listen...but discover my world...

...o...

  After my trip I went back a few months later...

needed time to think of the already happened events....

...December... 

And besides I was never away in the month of December 

December for me meant Work! 

Was my second trip in three months...

it was magical....

yet I missed something I left behind...

Hotei's Calendar for the year 2012

...January...

"Every extra day is a bonus"..

this is what my friend told me

I agreed, and started living with that philosophy  

Promised we will watch as many sunsets as possible...

We still do to date...

... February...

Again needed to escape..

took a brake for a few days...

Cold days...the sun to warm my face....

stormy sea...

this was my winter... 

...March...

 "Every day is a bonus"

again heard these words...

will show you every bit of this corner of the world..

I promised I will 

so I will keep my promise...

And more sunsets...

...April...

Days getting warmer..

walking in parks...

Hand in hand...

...May...

Weather is fine, lovely time for a trip 

across the channel...  

and a stroll by the sea...

Watch yet an other sunset...

...June...

Its my birthday, 

and I drink if I want to...

and watch an other sunset in good company...

by the sea...

blowing candles..

way to many ...

please don't mind the mess...

it was dark...

and probably I was drunk...

...July...

Left the island for a while...

drank and ate like there was no tomorrow... 

and I must add...

I loved the views...

...August...

It was time for me and my friends...

Drink some wine...

laugh and dine... 

Time to get dizzy..

and may be dance..

in a mid summer dream...

Then look down to the city below...

...September...

Time to party in the city..

Time to explore the city...

Time to escape from the city...

...October...

By the sea I walked at night...

Explored every  corner of this rock...

celebrate with a drink on roof top...

... November...

Found the time to be spooky...

 a dark night...

 chased away the dark, with orange light....

... December...

Its that time of the year again.. 

Were you eat and exaggerate! 

perhaps a drink...

and a cake...

food...

and more...

and more...

and even more!...

and I say....

 why not  have more?...

Its Christmas...

and the end of this year...

so why not make the best?...

Cheers my dear friends a toast to you..

may the new year bring..

happiness

all 

that your heart 

wish 

and more..

Many....Many...Many wishes to you 

from your favourite whisperer..

  

Happy New Year!!! 

Pictures by Hotei