at the place we met

It's always nice to look at photographs. These ones were taken about four years ago, when I was younger and skinnier. We stayed at village and taught natives literacy and numeracy for about two months. While we were not teaching, we played at lake (they have some beautiful ones!), went to the beach, climbed mountain, did rafting. In short, had fun!

I didn't take any of these photos. My friends did. But since I inherited the rolls which was actually belong to my boyfie (he and I went to the same village), I feel responsible not to only keep it, but also share it. Just in case we will miss each other now and later, we can just look at these and suddenly it will take us to that place we met before. Just as it does to me every moment I look at them.