When I ditched the travel adventure and came home early, every person I talked to about it assumed it was because I hated travelling and it wasn’t my thing. I’ve lost count of the conversations where I’ve had to tell people “Don’t get me wrong, I looooove travelling!” And then they thought I was insane because if I love travelling so much, then why in the world was I home!?kahovka-service

Just the way we were going about it didn’t appeal to me hugely – I personally felt like we were moving far too fast and at times it seemed like I was missing more than I was seeing. Which definitely got me a little down in the dumps, and I didn’t want to see New York if I could only spend three days there. It just seemed like.. a waste. I know, lately I’ve been giving my opinion on subjects and it’s probably making people think I’m really insane. Doesn’t want to travel fast, doesn’t want even two days in NYC, doesn’t want a real job… Who is this hippie freak!? I just have a lot of unpopular opinions, alright?

So yeah, I bailed on the travel. And while I have shed no tears about America, even with my family going to New York soon and knowing I won’t be there, south-east Asia is a hugely different story.

I MISS ASIA! I miss everything about it, the food, the people, the transport and the adventures and everything being so so cheap… I spend an inordinate amount of time each day just thinking about all of the things I miss and where I would go as soon as I get the chance to go back again. Just a couple of days ago I wrote about how good it felt to turn down a job that wasn’t right and then today I got an email from an airline company telling me about a sale, which meant I spent a fair amount of time wondering if I took the job, and saved my pay, if I could be in Asia right now. I just miss it so hugely and would love the chance to be back. If I could go back tomorrow, just pack my bags and run, I would in a heartbeat.

It’s not that I regret leaving my family to come home. It’s not that I regret coming back to Australia. I just wish I could’ve found a cheap flight to Bangkok and spent some time there before I came home to try and settle into a normal, working, teenage life. I just want to be among the hustle and bustle, do a little more adventuring before I attempt to settle down and try not to go to a new city every other week. It’s kind of weird knowing that I’ve moved somewhere new and now I have to stay here. I guess it’s still pretty hard for me to shake the constant urge to just move to a new place when I want a new adventure. I need to get my license so I can just go for a drive on the weekend to somewhere new and shake off the travel urge that way.

The good thing about my desire to go to Asia is that I have an even bigger desire to save money and make travelling in the near future a realistic possibility. Maybe this time I’ll take Kelsey with me and we can go exploring together!

There’s SO many things I could be writing about right now. I should tell you about my cooking classes and riding elephants and white water rafting in Thailand. I could tell you about the scams at the Cambodian border and small children and monks who managed to scam me. I should tell you about the long boat to Laos and all the great people I met. I could tell you about riding (and crashing) a scooter in Vietnam, and the tailor that wanted me to marry him. I would tell you about all this. Except why should I?

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