The tall, old brick building used to be my apartment. Back then, you would always find me, alone on the rooftop. I never expected that time will come that I would miss the spooky basement, the eerie hallways that seemed like it came out straight from a classic horror film and the antique elevator that you open and close yourself and would sometimes stop midway! (that was very scary when I get stuck inside it at wee hours of the morning) I should have taken many photos but didn't, not even a single one but every corner of this building would always stay vivid in my mind.
SHELTER HOTEL (I just love the name!). Isn't it pretty?
It's amazing how life changes when you choose to. You will be amazed if I tell you my life story but I won't. At least, not for now. Who knows? Someday I just might. It's nice to go back and see where I came from and it made me smile to be able to relive the journey of where I've been, where I am now and where I am heading. Things are really looking mighty bright.
Photos of our dinner will be posted tomorrow.