The house of porcelain reminds me of one place in singapore. The museum opposite my cousin's place - the clutter of redundant possessions accumulated over the years by a certain eccentric neighbour.
Except, this is really a museum - cultural relics museum in fact.
There is of course a story behind all the porcelains embedded into the pillars and walls of this museum. I will tell you only if you are interested to know!
My pet project. A travelogue blog, for family and friends who aren’t there with me. If you can’t come with me, I will bring it to you.
I contemplated having this blog in Chinese seeing I will be away in China for 2 years. I started with 我, and I could continue no more. Haha I think I will have to save this silly idea for later when I am up to it.
My first quest: The motherland, fingers crossed and prayers said, Beijing here I come!
I hope to make discoveries in the land where there is much to discover! Good food, good sights, good buys and maybe a good boy? ;) Wish me luck!
Welcome to Tales and Spills.
1 comment:
Hey, I have seen this in a documentary. The house belongs to some rich guy...
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