It didn’t really sink in on our last day in Bangkok that soon our epic 16 months travelling abroad would be coming to an end. In the same way that I had often pinched myself in surreal moment during my travels, it now didn’t seem real that what had become quite normal would be coming to an end with a thump. ‘Normal’ had become never sleeping in my own bed and always moving, always travelling. It felt normal to ‘up and leave’ somewhere when the time felt right. That I realise, was a luxury- even in travel circles. There were very few occassions when I wished we could have stayed for longer because usally we didn’t really have a strict time frame or detailed itinerary. Besides, it was always exciting to arrive in a new, fresh place with new things to learn, experience and get accustomed to.
Sat at Bangkok airport in the departure lounge, I realsied that the biggest challenge of travelling was still ahead of me. Returning to my native country where time stood still in so many ways. Re-adjusting to life in England was going to be hard. Well, only because I didn’t want to revert back to what ‘was’ before. The challenge was to remember the lessons I had learnt and use them in my way of being and life. It is scarey how many stories I had heard from experienced travellers who warned me that it was all to easy to slot back into western society and the lifestyle that comes with it.
-The philosophy of ‘going with the flow’ and not trying to force things. Not stressing out if something doesn’t happen the way I might have expected it to. Not having expectations helps!
-Enjoying each day without worrying too much about the future.
-Remembering all the generous and loving people in the world and not getting bogged down with bad natured and depressed people.
-Appreciating the small things that make your life a happier place. Running water that you can drink straight from the tap. Hot showers. Electricity. A government with a healthcare system. A bed and a roof over my head. Milk, tea, cheese, red wine and fresh bread.