When are you ...

"When i was young, i listened to the radio, waiting for my favourite song..."

One day, my dear dad told me that after he retires some day, he would bring me to fish. In Antartica. That is something that i'll never ever forget in my entire life. We love fishing. I guess i inherit the "fishing hobby" from him. I learnt to tie the fishing line to a bamboo stick and how to correctly barb and bait the fishhook and wait patiently and dead silently for fishes from him since young.

Days and years had gone by. I had graduated. I am married. I might have kids in years to come. But he has not retire. Yet. When are you retiring Dad? I yearn to realise our shared vision together. I long for our trip eventhough it might seem impossible at this stage or any stage. As long as you say it, i'll go with you before i really "settle down - as in not flexible to move around with big tummy or kids running around the house" with my new family. I long to see the sky of Antartica. I dream of sitting on the deep frozen iceberg with you, holding the fishing rods in hands and freezing in cold.

When are you free to realise the dream together?

A place to venture with Dad