In the morning, two French guys were having a coffee in the outdoor area of the Lazy hostel. I don’t like talking in the morning. I don’t like to talk to French people just because I’m French. That could have started badly but we actually begin to laugh together and they nicely proposed me to carry me and my backpacks to my hostel in the center. I’ve been waking up in a pretty bad mood but it was the beginning of a brilliant day!
The night before, I met some German dude, cool as hell, Marcel from Holland, Fabio from Italy and Evgeny from Russia. We went to the night market then to a cool Rasta bar in the center. We finished the night eating a too much noodle soup bought in the 7-eleven at the corner of the street. This place start to be my favorite shop in Thailand…
I woke up with difficulty as my nose was bloked and my throat was sore as hell. I decided to skip the cooking lesson class and met Chloé for a quick breakfast and a visit of a temple. Afterall, I am staying in South East Asia, I will have the time to cook on the way if I really want to. Traveling is also choosing. You can’t do everything and go everywhere!
Time to say hi and goodbye to Marion and Eddy who just arrived and I packed my bag direction the train station for another great adventure: the night train direction Chiang Mai.
… Is always a difficult one to realise.
My dear readers, I would like to introduce to you my close friend Jackie. She is a polish-australian lady who left home three years ago for a road trip all over Europe for few weeks and finally decided to settle in England for a bit. We met one year ago in London and she was the kind of girl I admired for her experiences and for her strong, funny and generous character.
Before getting my tickets to South East Asia, I always fantasised about travelling on my own. I’ve met few girls during my life who decided to leave home with just a backpack. I realised that they were not that different from me, even if they were so much more courageous, mature and wise than me at this time…
A mantra of mine is: “Be your own hero”. So simple but so important at the same time. If I wanted to do this solo trip for so long and I admired the girls who did it, why couldn’t I do it too? Instead of admiring others, I had to work on, “being my own hero”… Jackie was one of the heros who influenced me to be a hero, myself.
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