Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Home Time Blues....
... Back in the UnKnown.
It's, weird. It definately does not feel like I have been back one month but today being the 5th of May and the date of my return being that of the 5th of April, well; it certainly suggests that a month has passed.
My very minimal budget was running low. I was in need of an extension to my Visa, which would of meant further spending of a limited budget. Guaranteed work seemed just too far away. I decided to come home.
Though I did not perhaps experience all that I had first envisioned that I would, I certainly think I experienced enough for the four months I was away. I visited three amazing countries and took in many fantastic experiences from Laos boat trips, to Historic Cambodian Temples; from home cooked Thai food, to my own cooked Thai food; and from bruised elbows and shins, to bruised egos from sins.
I have travelled by foot, car, pick-up truck, moped, motorbike, bicycle, boats, tuk-tuk, train, plane and others.
There now however, is a void that is no longer filled. A great part of me longs to still be travelling. It is the moving from place to place and seeing new places, cultures, and people that is the greatest part of travel. If I stay somewhere too long then It is similar to where I lay my hat being my home. The urge to travel simply returns even if I am far from what is my true home.
This is another reason for my return. If I am to live somewhere for an extended period of time, then why not it be a place I know to be comfortable, with family and close friends.
Now I am back though, so is reality. Reality for me though is the Unknown. I am never anchored. That is to say, that I have still not figured out what it is I wish to do. Though the whole idea of 'what to do' is more than often based on others opinions and not often enough on something true to ourselves.
Each day can be a new experience. We do not need to seek out adventure or variety in far flung places, though it certainly helps us feel more free. The Unknown can be found right at our feet.... though often that's the scariest distance at which to step in. With everything that matters, so very close.
It's, weird. It definately does not feel like I have been back one month but today being the 5th of May and the date of my return being that of the 5th of April, well; it certainly suggests that a month has passed.
My very minimal budget was running low. I was in need of an extension to my Visa, which would of meant further spending of a limited budget. Guaranteed work seemed just too far away. I decided to come home.
Though I did not perhaps experience all that I had first envisioned that I would, I certainly think I experienced enough for the four months I was away. I visited three amazing countries and took in many fantastic experiences from Laos boat trips, to Historic Cambodian Temples; from home cooked Thai food, to my own cooked Thai food; and from bruised elbows and shins, to bruised egos from sins.
I have travelled by foot, car, pick-up truck, moped, motorbike, bicycle, boats, tuk-tuk, train, plane and others.
There now however, is a void that is no longer filled. A great part of me longs to still be travelling. It is the moving from place to place and seeing new places, cultures, and people that is the greatest part of travel. If I stay somewhere too long then It is similar to where I lay my hat being my home. The urge to travel simply returns even if I am far from what is my true home.
This is another reason for my return. If I am to live somewhere for an extended period of time, then why not it be a place I know to be comfortable, with family and close friends.
Now I am back though, so is reality. Reality for me though is the Unknown. I am never anchored. That is to say, that I have still not figured out what it is I wish to do. Though the whole idea of 'what to do' is more than often based on others opinions and not often enough on something true to ourselves.
Each day can be a new experience. We do not need to seek out adventure or variety in far flung places, though it certainly helps us feel more free. The Unknown can be found right at our feet.... though often that's the scariest distance at which to step in. With everything that matters, so very close.
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