Mumbles. My mumbles. I mumble a lot.

I've mentioned this before in my old blog, and I'll mention it again here. (Note: There is a tinge of 'gedikness' towards the end of this post, but then again, as if you don't know me by now already :P)


Lakes are magical.


It's the relatively still waters. The calmness. The serenity, the tranquility.


Was at Bodensee the past few days, and just like any other lakes I have been to, and it was, certainly, magical. Somehow rivers and seas do practically the same thing, but nothing hits the spot like a lake does.


I have to say, arriving by the Bodensee as I first touched this country was nothing but perfection at it's best. And to go there again, to rekindle an old flame, to recollect, managed to put more than a smile on my face.

Both in winter, and in summer, it's nothing short of fabulousness. The heavy smog in winter, the chilly air, the strong winds.

And in summer? Wow. The sight of the yachts, the people, the children, the happy faces, and to be splashed with its water, you almost couldn't believe such a happy place even exist.

I lay down under a tree, and caught a nap with the waters in front of me, the sun shining above me, under the shade of a huge tree.

I honestly didn't want to go back.

Though after checking out those semi-nude photos of me, I came upon 2 conclusions:

1. I should work out more
2. I need to get my tan evened out.