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Au fond de la piscine

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I was a bit sad to leave Thailand. In the end, I spent a lot of time in this country and I started to understand the culture and thai people. Well… At least few of them!
Traveling from a point to another was easy in this part of the world and I started to get the references and know how to react to all kind of situations.
But I had to move on cause my heart was still starving for adventures and the road kept calling my name. Paolo Cohelo, my guide, said: “If you think adventure is dangerous, try routine; it is lethal”. It could seems pretentious or completely out of note but when you are stuck on an island for about a week, things start to feel a bit repetitive and you can “suffer” from routine. Your feet usually start getting itchy and your back missing a weight that only your faithful backpack could fill.
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Buddies

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I’ve met these badass travellers at my hostel when I arrived in Bagan.

They were the kind of travelers who don’t count the countries they crossed in their life, the ones who are more into finding the most incredible village not visited by tourists before or analyzing their backpacks to find the ultimate object they can get rid off to travel lighter. 

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Safety rules

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I was looking at these kids on this big bus and I realised that it seems totally ok for me now.  

I’ve seen so many situations were the word “safety” was a concept: people burning plastic and bins outside their house without thinking about the toxicity, four people on a scooter with a new born of course without helmets or babies playing near the water on their floating houses, that I start to think that the South East Asian way of living is the normal way. Western societies’ rules obviously don’t apply here and I’m afraid to come back home and don’t understand certains things anymore. 
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Another story about toilets

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Ahhhh… Buses in Cambodia. You never know how comfortable are going to be the next hours when you book a ticket to somewhere. Most of the time you leave the town on time but the time of your arrival is quite uncertain. It is IMPOSSIBLE to arrive somewhere at the scheduled hour, that’s South East Asia. No need to stress you’ll be where you want to go, maybe you will change buses three times, maybe you’ll arrive 4 hours later, but be reassured, you’ll be there. Here is the perfect exemple for the sentence: “what matters is the goal, not the way”.
Sometimes, the most expensive tickets doesn’t mean you are going to be able to have a proper seat. I’d rather pay less, arrive later but be able to sleep or extend my legs than spending one hour less and feel broken for the rest of the day… But that’s just my way of travelling! Princess style you know…

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We have a guest today: welcome Travis!

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I had about 15 days until my flight left Siem Reap for Hong Kong, before I decided to leave Siem Reap with a few Swedish guys I met to cruise around Laos for a week. I figured I could travel through Laos, see the major stops along the way, get a feel for the country, and still make it back to Cambodia around 10 days before I left. Laos was the last country in SE Asia I hadn’t stepped foot in, so I felt like it only made sense to see it, even briefly.  

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