Old Man’s + Pretty Poison = Terrible Hangover.
But eh. You are travelling, you are still young and you have a new mate. So you wake up, drink a lot of water and you shake the fog around to feel better and do something with your life. Actually, you don’t shake it too much, your liver will never forgive you too much energy right now.
The rain starts to fall on the Elephant Retirement Park. I watch the rice fields and the luxuriant jungle surrounding what will be my home for that night. For a short moment, time stopped here in these green lanscapes. It feels good.
I wish I could say that I’m one of those people who wake up one day in their office, bored of their life and suddenly take a ticket to nowhere. But I’m not. I just caught the bug of travelling a long time ago I guess and even if my job, my house and my friends are awesome here in London, I can’t wait to hit the road with my loyal backpack.
The Wanderlust Queens Project 