I’ve decided something. Finally. After months of pondering, weeks of calculating, and countless seconds agonizing, I’ve finally decided something big. But let’s take it back to the beginning, shall we? Continue reading
- Street Food
- Khao Soi
- Drinking morning tea w/ elephants
- Elephant Nature Park
- Fatty Tuna!
- Frangipani blossoms
- Crooked trees that overtake man-made structures
- Pineapple with salt and red pepper
- Ok, ALL the fresh fruit. I’m really gunna miss it.
- Zipping along a mountain road on a motorbike
- Rice terraces
- Hidden waterfalls
- Brightly coloured butterflies
- Cheap prices! (pardon me while I go sob…)
- Thai massages
- Fresh fruit shakes
- Foreign currency – it’s so much prettier than American money
- Exotic birds
- Wild monkeys
- All the dogs and cats!
- Lush greenery
- Local beliefs and religions
- Getting to immerse myself in new cultures
- Pho Bo
- Free shisha!
- Perfect beaches
- Swimming with jellyfish and manta rays
- Learning new skills every day – from how to use the local toilets to navigating the bus system
- Bum guns
- Street fairs and local markets
- Friendly locals
- Meeting so many new people every single day
- Lack of structure and rigid rules
- Presentation and attention to little details – always adding the extra little touches
- Jungle rivers
- Swimming fully clothed
- Geckos and little lizards
- Fountains and ornamental water everywhere
- Relaxed pace of life
- Lack of materialism
- Family connection and importance
- Bayon in Angkor Wat
- Not giving a f*ck – tapping into what I truly desire to do, and then going and doing it!
After spending 4 days at Garrett’s wonderful apartment in Cork, my journey continued with a road trip to Dingle. It was my first experience where the cars are on opposite sides of the road, but thankfully Garrett was at the wheel. I got to sit back, navigate, and soak up the breathtaking countryside views.
We stopped to explore beaches and coves and make new friends along the way🙂
We were only in Dingle for a day. It’s a small, quiet village with not a lot going on and only two pubs. Sitting on the dock, you’re surrounded by water and green hills dotted with sheep. It was so peaceful. One day, when I’m a highly popular writer with advances for my next series of children’s books, I’ll go to Dingle for three months to write and just be.
I got an unexpected addition to my SEA trip – three days in Tokyo! Turns out it was easier to fly to the west coast of America instead of across Europe to the east coast. Color me totally ok with that!
My time in Japan was a mixed lot, but I’ll tell you one thing – the food did not disappoint.
*Note, I am NOT a food photographer. I am a food EATER.
I thought through a technical glitch that I’d lost all my pictures from Nusa Lembongan, Indonesia, and half of my Tokyo pics. Turns out I found them!!
Nusa Lembongan is an island off the coast of Bali. It’s part of a cluster of three island that, unfortunately and unbeknownst to me, are major tourist sites. Everything I’d read made the islands sound like they’d barely been explored or exploited. Turns out that wasn’t true. But I still had a fantastic three days hanging out on my own on this beautiful piece of land.
A definite highlight of my trip was getting to see so many waterfalls. It wasn’t the rainy season so they often weren’t running in full glory, but they provided some of my most blissfully peaceful memories.
This is the waterfall in Pai:
This is the gate into Angkor Thom – the large complex with many various temples and palaces, the most famous of which is Bayon – the rising temple of the many faces.
The sun had risen and more tourists began to arrive at Ta Prohm, so we were off! Our next stops were Prae Roup and Mebon. They are near one another and very similar in architectural style. Unlike Ta Prohm, which is in a forested area with low buildings, these two are on cleared tracts of land and massive towers rising into the sky in magnificent splendor.
The most rewarding “touristy” adventure I went on was seeing the Angkor Wat temples in Siem Reap, Cambodia.
I didn’t visit many museums on my trip. In fact, I only went to three – and they were all sites where great acts of cruelty and torture were enacted and had been turned into historical monuments. Two were in Vietnam. The most horrific was in Cambodia. And the shocking thing is, I hadn’t even known Cambodia suffered a genocide.