1 more night
That is fucking insane. Coming into this trip I found it hard to think about anything I had to do afterwards because a part of me never really thought it would end, partly cause I didn’t truly think we’d make it back in one piece, but partly because I didn’t think it would ever end, I mean, a whole month?!? But here we are, one night left. We’ve already left max, Skyler and Michael leave in the morning and I’m out tomorrow night. It’s crazy, I really can’t believe it. Tomorrow we’re back to the land of prices that don’t include taxes and street lights that prevent terrifying crossing experiences that always end up fine and no more random sightings of monkeys and elephants and negative street food and no more getting off the beaten path to find ourselves as the only Americans and no more gangham style (well…) and no more t shirts and shorts (I’ve worn strictly this the last 30 days and it is literally snowing in ct. Fuck) and no more flip flops and no more last minute booking of buses and no more sleeper trains with blankets too small and no more crazily delicious food for 0 money and no more conversion rates and no more struggling to say words and no more talking to random people about their life stories and no more truck beds with bean bags and no more excitement at the prospect of warm showers and no more malaria pills and much less completely unprecedented experiences and no more Southeast Asian food! and no more Southeast Asia. Shit. I’m really going to miss this place.
Obviously this part of the trip has been peppered with us reliving all of the amazing adventures we have gone on in the last 4 weeks. Trying to gain some of that elusive meaning from all of these different worlds we have seen. I don’t think it’s that possible, but there are some vague, perhaps trivial conclusions I think I have gained while being here, and seeing as this seems to be my start to my conclusion, I’ll share some with you.
Firstly, the world is humongous. Maybe it takes going to 3 countries halfway around the world and befriending people from all over to realize that my world is soooooo different from the one being experienced by so many other people. Did you know it takes 9 hours to get from Sydney to Bangkok in a plane! I thought they were essentially next door neighbors. There is so much world!!
Which brings me into my second point, I love traveling. I think I am at my best and really thrive and mostly just enjoy when I have the opportunity to glimpse into many other people’s lives and start to get a better understanding of what their realities are. Not only am I just absolutely enthralled by the similarities and the differences, but I just enjoy people’s stories so much, especially when they are told in somewhat unlikely scenarios, like in the bed of a truck taxi flying around a terrifyingly hilly island or in the street side restaurant stumbled upon completely randomly. This chance and luck of meeting all of these incredible people with wild stories seemed to me to be such an amazing coincidence, but I’m starting to realize more and more that people and places are just inherently interesting, even if they are not the most talkative or don’t have the best reviews on tripadvisor. And these interactions and experiences I am having are endless! I will never exhaust the interesting things in this world, I haven’t even begun to scratch the surface of my own backyard, so that is pretty friggin exciting.
Luckily, and this is my third conclusion, I am such a youngsta. I totally thought that once I got to this blessed 21st bday all was downhill, but I was so wrong. With very few exceptions we only met people who were older than us, and most of the time the age difference was pretty substantial. Which means this is not the last time I get to experience this world or add to my repertoire of experience and that is mad (Australian for cool, not the New York slang). I have so much time to do so many things and that is just the greatest.
I think that this trip happened at a pretty perfect time for me in this life. I am about a semester away from the first decision I’ve ever made in which there really is absolutely no one path set out in front of me. Getting to meet so many people doing amazing things in an eclectic mix of places is incredibly inspirational and informative and intimidating and exciting and everything in between. I don’t think it’s necessarily hammered out exactly where I now feel that path goes, but I certainly have a lot more ideas of twists and turns I can take along the way. And i guess ive realized doing something that allows me to continue having these experiences would be ideal. Perhaps serendipitously I had the amazing fortune of meeting two Wes grads currently celebrating their honeymoon here in Southeast Asia. It seems pretty perfect to meet 2 super wes chillers 3 days before the end of the trip and its pretty impossible to not see aspects of their lives that are completely in line with ways I could wanna be living in some time. They were pretty awesome so I have some faith that maybe I can be awesome as well. Lets hope. Just a pretty solid way to conclude this trip and push me to think forward and move forward in the ways I want to and would be proud of. Alright. The conclusions seem more profound and substantial in my head but hopefully you like and I’m sure they won’t be the last.