I went to the polar ice caps last week. I won’t brag, but you have not lived completely if you haven’t been there. I tap danced with penguins under aurora disco lights and dipped my feet in icy cold water while baby sea lions nibbled at my toes; went to sleep where a polar bear might’ve hibernated last winter; woke up with crunchy icicles in my hair.
Came back last night. The salt in my sweat from the heat here, tastes like the snow of the cold there. Weird.
You should go too. It’s free anyway. The human brain can be a fun place to be when the physical world disappoints you.
Monday, 6 June 2011
Vanilla Ice
Posted by Rija Yousuf at 17:08:00
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9 comments:
Dude, that sounds awesome. I'd like to visit your imagination. ;D
After all, the cold is way cooler than the heat. No pun intended. :P
I went there once. Only problem was, I got trapped in the ice floor and couldn't do any thing.
Enid Blyton lies.
I'll try the ice caps. I was on a round trip of the solar system all this while :p
Loved the post :)
How much does it cost :P
*being a student, this is the first thing tht comes to my mind* :D
aJ
Your blog is a major source of my happiness. You just write each post with such a positive mind that it makes all my sorrows fade away within a fraction of a second.
Keep blogging.
Always.
hahaha great!
oh I have been there.. is awesome. Word.
you drink your sweat :P
chee
Oh it tastes better than pee actually.
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