Memories?

Hello, it's been a while since I updated this blog. Actually, I've been back from Japan since weeks ago. It's been an exciting vacation and a small part of me didn't want to go back, though I'd known better. I'll post some pictures later, definitely. There are a lot of nice ones and I can't wait to post them, though not all, on this blog.

It was overall a good journey, with a little portion of bickering and opinions clashing against another, of getting lost. The baggage incident and not to forget the oh-so-awful blisters and muscles pain and the zombie effect from lack of sleep, though it was only temporary because cold morning air and wind of early spring always snatched away our sleepiness and threw us into waking, every time we stepped out from our hotel.

But still, eclipsing them are good, awesome memories, of meeting new people and experiencing new things. I made this silly list during the 5-hour bus ride from Takayama to Osaka:

Mission Accomplished in Japan (Actually, it's just a recap of things, mostly):
1. Rode a Shinkansen
2. Rode extreme rides in DisneySea and discovered for the first time that I was actually not afraid of them
3. Listened to Japanese songs from my own music player's playlist during train rides in Japan
4. Spoke Japanese to Japanese people (not only spoke, but conversed!)
5. Locked eyes with some cute Japanese guys (kinda embarrassing... but well... XD)
6. Bought a lucky charm
7. Maximum usage of vending machines
8. Saw blossoming Sakura trees for the first time
9. Touched snow, also for the first time
10. Rode Japanese highway buses
11. Fell asleep in a train

I was also
12. Asked by some Japanese as if I were a Japanese
13. Stopped a number of times by some people in the streets of Tokyo and was given tissues

And then I added it again on my flight back home from Osaka:
14. Went into a pachinko slot in Dotonbori
15. Took a photo at Purikura in an arcade

There are still many other things, though.

Well, it is true that these memories will only remain as memories, and can never be more - only to be enlivened inside your head. There's this worry of them slowly disappear... And don't you think it is kinda sad that in the act of remembrance, we can't make them as authentic as when you actually experienced them in the past?

They'll only be recollection. No matter how much you enjoyed your past experiences and no matter how hard the efforts you put to record them, for the sake of bringing them with you into the future, even if only in pieces or fractions. You tried to record it with all of your open senses, but still, later when you reminisce them, they won't take a solid form.

Pieces and fractions. They can never be whole.

Of course, it would be great if those are bad memories. But why is it in most cases remembering bad memories can be as frightening as experiencing them?

Ah, why has this post turned into something serious? But anyway, hopefully I could upload some photos by the end of this week.