“Why aren’t you traveling around the country?”
This is the question I got all the time ever since people around me found out that I am going to stay in US for a month. A naughty answer from me has always been “Because i don’t feel like to.” Then the next question will be “Why?” and questions go on and on.
Honestly and seriously, because I don’t feel like to travel.
I enjoy reading by the windows or just looking at whatever is happening on the street. It feels good that I am able to finish half of the book I must read but I didn’t due to a hectic schedule back in Singapore. I enjoy to know what are the foods and condiments that the locals are commonly having here while visiting different small or large-scaled grocery stores. I got to guess what are the concerns of the society here based on the TV advertisements since L on the TV all day long when he is at home. They probably sound very boring to you but I am no longer feeling excited to queue to enter into a popular tourist spot or a tourist-based restaurant, and neither do I feeling motivated to run around the states based on a “to-visit” list.
Although there are more beautiful places that I have not explored in this country during my last trips here, I am still glad with my decision of staying rather immobile. I would have missed many things if we travel to other places over the weekends. For examples, the farmer’s market with those “odd-looking” yet beautiful vegetables (to most of us, they will be categorized as ugly since they look so much different from those specially selected vegetables we’ve seen in the market in Singapore), the savory bacon waffle from a food truck on the street in a weekend event, the Jersey City Project Market that full with local independent designers and creative small business owners etc.
On those days with bright warm sun, L and I walked around the neighborhood and gradually walked further and further each time. We walked to the Hudson river with freezing strong wind blowing to our face until I thought I just had Botox on my cheek. On one of the weekdays, we bumped into a group of secondary school kids at a very tiny cafe from where they were packing their lunch to school. They are just so similar yet different from those I’ve seen from a drama or movie. In those evenings that we had our dinner out, we walked past the garbage collector, people who jogged with babies or dogs and residents busy clearing the fallen leaves on the walkway. Well, to me, visiting or seeing more magnificent and breathe-taking beautiful places does not significantly intensify the beauty of life. Life, itself is beautiful, all I need to do is to see it, feel it and live it. I remembered once I told L that my ideal holiday is to spend at least weeks to month at one or two places in a different country and live a life there, slowly exploring foods and stuffs around at my own pace.
“That will be very costly.” That was the only response from L.
He is absolutely right about that so I do not have chance to do this until this time. So, yes, I am no traveling around.
Here I present to you a lovely and sweet roasted cauliflowers salad using the vegetables from the farmer’s market. These vegetables (except green beans) are those that I always want to know how they are tasted like but too expensive or hardly to get from the Singapore market. This time, I did not cook the cauliflowers like the way we (Chinese) used to (stir-fry, in soup or stew), I roasted them. You will be surprised (or probably not if you’ve tried o use oven to cook vegetables) how sweet can those vegetables turn out after roasting.