I have backpack

I have a backpack that is used to accompany me to see how glorious world is. It was a nightfall feast at the crowded street of Barcelona, there was an ugly fat whore who blinked the eye on me near Moulin Rouge, Paris, or had had a crazy shopping across orchard road, Singapore.

And there it was, my backpack on my back! It is yearning to be packed and put on the back, again...maybe, just maybe, one day, we will be on the way to Nepal...