It’s been a long time since I’ve updated my blog. I’ve been dreading this entry for quite some time. Trying to decide how I was going to introduce this chapter of my life. I’ve decided to just be honest and still focus on the positives and highlights of this journey.
I was having a manic episode. I had been talking about backpacking and travelling somewhere really cool and amazing. My friend and I thought about backpacking India. I was ready to go immediately, not realising that I may have been going overboard. There was an extreme sense of urgency. I had no funds, no equipment, no plan. My friend was trying to explain to me how much planning it would take, but I was ready to go. I started mapping out plans. Backpacking India turned into travelling from England to China by train and doing it solo. Then I started feeling depressed, so I decided was going to go somewhere far away and start fresh. By chance I came across Cambodia. I bought a ticket to Phnom Penh, the capital, booked a month in a cheap hotel with the last of my money, and started networking. Honestly, it turned out to be an amazing decision.
I managed to find someone who was willing to meet me at the airport to avoid the insane cab fare. I was nervous and excited to travel on my own again, so I was grateful to have someone waiting for me at the airport. The flight was 24 hours long. I watched documentaries about Cambodia and one of the most impactful was First They Killed My Father. If you haven’t seen it, I highly recommend it. It’s dark, but it opened my eyes and made me curious about the Khmer and how they’ve grown and devloped so quickly after such hardship. On that plane ride I started feeling hopeful and curious and had a new desire to live and explore.
Muffin and Tea 