tiistai 27. syyskuuta 2011

My special place.

I had trouble with this topic because I don't really have a special place.
Of course home is allway home sweet home, but I can pretty much adjust anywhere.
When we think of a special place, we often think about a building or a town, or something material, but for me, ''home'' is where ever I am, with my toothbrush and my passport.
vastavalo.fi
Maybe traveling or interrailing could be my bag of potatoes. Hmm.. talking about potatoes makes me hungry. Maybe I should get something to eat.
Lähettänyt klo

3 kommenttia:

  1. Anonyymi28. syyskuuta 2011 klo 1.01

    You would have enough time to travel around world and of course you just have to take your toothbrush and your passport!

    VastaaPoista
  2. Sinikka28. syyskuuta 2011 klo 5.47

    You will probably be one of the global nomads in the future, right? Some people just are more adventurous (or maybe restless?) by nature. I like your play on words - rather than the fixed English 'my cup of tea', you have "finnisized" it into 'my bag of potatoes'. Quite creative!

    VastaaPoista
  3. Anonyymi29. syyskuuta 2011 klo 6.23

    Hey Antton,
    I was very interested in reading the blog entry about your special place and then i red this. It is not like I am disappointed but I expected something else, perhaps a story about the small apartment in the swedish town? You are very enigmatic! I hope that you will travel with your passport and toothbrush to Germany someday! Good luck,
    Imke.

    VastaaPoista

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