It was 4PM, outside Grand City Mall in Surabaya, Indonesia. In this city where the disparity wealth between citizens were as clear as day and night; cross a river and it separates rags from riches. But the mall was somewhere on the rag side of the river, which is uncharacteristic and it stands out like a sore tooth. Motor cycles are common in this part of the city. They zoom past in the distance and a neat row of palm trees ran along the road side. The sun was about to set and the evening breeze....
At that moment I was glued on my heels and toes as my memory of a not so distant past takes me back to Miami, Spring Break 2013. Spring Break baby!
South Beach. Wooden walkways lead to white sandy beaches that stretches beyond the horizon much like how golden walkways lead to heaven. Every direction you turn, the colors are so vivid and alive it makes your soul want to scream! Aerial advertisements circling the breathless blue skies trying to pull your gaze but it is unmatched by all the beautiful women that deck the beach! The sun's heavenly warmth envelopes the body like how a mother would to her child; and the sea breeze strokes in ever so comfortably. In the distance out in the waters, jet-skis roars, zoom....
And I am back. In Surabaya. Fantasies are once realities. (whatever that mean)
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