First, I’ve heard her voice. The accent transported me straight back in London.
Then I saw her. A little ray of sunshine, a little jumpy fresh girl with a smile big as the ocean. She looked like a great human.
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Tag: south thailand
Michael On A Pink Scooter
I decided to stay in Koh Tao for my last week in Thailand so I haven’t been able to visit the two other famous islands of the East coast. However, I scheduled a last and ultime stop in Koh Samui to spend the night, before my flight to Indonesia.
Being high under the water in Koh Tao
It’s the start of the monsoon in South Thailand and the heavy stormy afternoon are slowly replacing the nice sunny one.
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Lady Boy
Oh Dear Lady Boy…
You are beautiful.
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Koh Tao
How can I describe Koh Tao…
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East Coast
Another goodbye.
As always, I had the impression to leave a bit of my heart in Koh Phi Phi…
You know what you leave, you don’t know what you’ll win… It’s not like I’m loosing a little part of myself everytime I leave a place, I just have the impression that my heart and my soul are getting so big that I can drop a small piece of it everywhere on my way…
Is the way you travel a reflection of who you are?
On my last night in Phi Phi, as I was wandering in the streets, colored with drunk old teenagers and careless young adults, I asked myself if the places you decide to go while traveling could influence the person you are…
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Alexia
What I instantly liked about Alexia is her little “I don’t give a fuck” attitude about details, her positives thoughts all the time and the fact she was sooo easy going. I mean, should I remind you that we shared the tiniest bed ever for New Year’s Eve in the smallest bungalow on earth, about to collapse, and that we have just met few hours ago? Even if traveling sometimes is about messing up the degrees of intimacy your are sharing with total strangers, I think you need to have guts to trust each other’s like we did, straight away.
Underwater world
That day changed my life…
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Breaking the spell
On the 31st of December 2014, one year ago exactly, a Scottish church rang midnight and the bagpipes in the stadium I was standing in began playing the goodbye song. Fireworks were illuminating the sky and my cold smoky breath was blurring the stars behind my partner’s head as I looked up at him. As much as Scotland can be cold on a 31st of December, my heart was burning with love and hope for the new year to come.
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The Wanderlust Queens Project 