I am now in Christchurch, sitting in a book cafe and reading Off The Edge, the November issue. Some people here are wearing their summer clothing and some wearing winter clothing. As you can see, the weather is also very subjective to the choice of clothing. To me, I am just wearing a pair of jeans, my comfy walking shoes, a hoody as they call it here and inside, a sweater.
While sipping my de-caffeinated latte and eating my tuna sandwich, I can't seem to stop reading my favourite mag. I am not at all distracted by the audible conversation going on next table, although I can tell that they are discussing some travelling plans. The familiarity of an article on Saudi Arabia, suddenly made timely sense when one of the hot news blasting on CNN is related to this country, something to do with gender inequality issues. I feel blessed not to be in that kind of situation and at the same time, I also feel for their daily struggle to be females.
As the weather is getting chillier or maybe because my body is burning off the fat, I begin to feel cold and wanting to leave. And I wonder, how many people out there are still living in fear, while so many of us can be so lucky to have a cup of coffee in a book cafe and talking about their travelling plans.
