Sweat Shower

Sweat Shower

Phew, first day. Felt very long, but so beautiful and interesting. And yummy.

A lot of walking, a lot of sweating, a lot of being scared of dying when crossing the road (now, after this day, I’m pretty chill about it), a lot of bananas. I was thinking of not showering, because I had already showered in my own sweat. This place is like a sauna. Hot and humid.

I met Colette this morning, she arrived at the hostel last night. I couldn’t sleep, so I saw her and I was like, that;s ma girl. She’s traveling on her own as well, so we had a really nice time today. Central Market, Wat Phnom (a temple), David’s Home Made Noodles & Dumplings (very delicious and very fascinating to watch the boy make the noodles!). And two of the best things today were places we stumbled upon. Another temple, but one that was way quieter and relaxed and not so touristic, and a food market that was only frequented by locals. It was really dirty, but after India nothing can shock me. I love how the most interesting places are usually the ones you don’t expect to see.

And then another awesome place for dinner after chatting on a rooftop bar. Feeling happy and ready for bed.

Tomorrow I might decide to wear a sign that says “No Tuk Tuk, thanks.”. We’ve been asked “Tuk Tuk?” for about 5000 times. Probably not blending in with the blond hair and the camera in my hand…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

How Leaving transforms Living

When people realize they’ll soon be dead, their priorities in life change. We’ve seen that in tons of movies. Suddenly, they want to do all the things they’ve been wishing to do their whole life. And they realize which people they really want to spend time with.

The latter is what’s happening to me right now. I’m not dying, thankfully, but dying is leaving and leaving’s what I’m doing. On October 11, 2018, I will head off to South East Asia – first destination: Phnom Penh, Cambodia.

And the less time I have in my home country, Germany, the clearer I get about who is really important to me. That’s my family and my closest friends, of course.

I don’t know what it’s like for you, who’s reading my words right now, but I usually meet with a lot of people. People it’s nice hanging out with, but people who you know won’t stay in your life for long. Or people who you don’t have

a deep connection with. Surely, there’s nothing wrong with that. But there’s something about setting priorities. It feels like tidying up your room, clear and refreshing. It’s interesting to actually notice who you really want to give your precious time to.

I’m happy not to be gone forever, but I appreciate experiencing this weird yet wonderful perk of leaving.

 

“Aren’t you scared?”

“Aren’t you scared?”

“Aren’t you scared?”
That’s what most people ask me when I tell them about my after school-plans.
“I’d be scared”, they tell me.
In autumn, I’ll be traveling to South East asia on my own.
And the answer is, Yes, I am scared. But you know what? I’m even more scared of NOT doing it.
Starting to study at the university, planning my future job life, knowing what I’ll be doing till I’m 70. Turning 40, thinking, Why didn’t I do what i could have done?
THAT’S what I’m REALLY scared of.