Staring
down at my brand new, pristine, rucksack going through the list I had
already ticked off three times before, I suddenly felt a creeping
chill go up my spine bringing panic with it. I began dreading the
trip and had no wish or will to leave. I was twenty, just out of
college and this being the first time I would leave the comfort and
ease of my parents house I felt bolted to the floor. My only
experiences of other countries so far had been family holidays in
Europe where everything was provided and the most difficult decision
I had to make was what I would choose from the menu. This time though
I would have to find somewhere to sleep every night in every new city
or place I found myself in the completely unfamiliar surroundings of
South East Asia. Calming down and reassuring myself that everything
would be fine and prove to be an absolutely fantastic experience that
I would remember for the rest of my life I heaved my pack over my
shoulder and shut the bedroom door. I would not see the house again
for six months.
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