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Friday, July 25, 2008

10,000 Miles Away And Counting!



We were bound for a journey of our life, for most 'first timers' - that is. Life was not a walk in the park for most of the OFW's who wanted to venture for a 7-week work. We stayed in a bunk house. We prefer to call it "Alcatraz". Sleep was a privilege we could not get. 4 hours of sleep was enough for us - as if we had a choice.

You might want to ask - how the weather in Doha? the temperature was crazy...its was damn cold..especially during early December. The bus system - their means of transportation was like your in for a riot, especially if the place you stay is an hour away to travel.

I met a lot of athletes, made some friends with some of the organizers and the work force involved. But there is nothing like HOME.


The shot was taken during the 15th Doha Asian Games.

Please help..

Can anybody tell me What is love?", and how do you decipher it? What makes this one emotion so strong that it can conquer lives, break up years upon years of friendship, or move heaven and earth? This is I wish I knew the response to that question ...because maybe then I could explain the life I have now. I've seen heart aches, I've felt it, and probably given it too...so can you help me? or maybe you just don't care...