Breathing Cambodia
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A Travel Journal.
For friends, family, and my memories.
May 13th, 2015
Anticipation.
I've taken my first malaria pill and I'm ready to go. I'm hovering between nervous and whatever emotion labels the action of "can't-stop-smiling," so I seem to be in a normal state of travel-prep. It was raining crazy on the drive over, but once we got to the airport my dad hugged me goodbye and security passed without incident.
At this point I'm chilling at my gate waiting for the flight to board- I've still got about an hour and twenty minutes. So far, people-watching has yielded a curious little girl who seemed really interested in my sandwich, and another girl about my age who sat next to me and is now reading a book. At the time I was also reading a book, and I think the whole girl-sitting-alone-reading-a-book-thing marked me as a kindred spirit so we're kind of contentedly existing next to each other at this point. She sneezed and I said "bless you" long enough after for it to be a bit awkward, but all is well.
May 14th, 2015
First leg of travel.
In line I met another college girl my age and we had a lovely chat. She was headed to India.
Fourteen hours plus. It was actually quite pleasant. The food was alright, my seat partners were kind. Afterwards I found one of my seat buddies again and I tried to get the wifi on her phone to work. We didn't succeed, but she showed me pictures of her children. She was headed to see her parents.
Solo flying is more talkative than group flying. Lone travelers stick together.
I love airports. I can't help it. I love the rush. I love the idea that everyone is headed off to some place for some reason. It's like everyone else around me is existing in the perpetual state of flux I experience myself
Greetings, from Doha, Qatar.
Thanks so much, I really appreciate the feedback!
And I'll definitely consider turning it into a story- maybe that could be my NaNoWriMo project this November. :)
I really enjoyed this, I was reading it on the app last night - it's perfect easy to consume, bite size chapters for mobile reading.
I love travelling! And second best to travelling is reading about other people travelling :)
I would love to see this morph into a narrative form as opposed to a pure, diary/blog style piece. You should definitely think about turning it into a book/short story when you're done, incorporating your learning experiences in it. Travelling through asia/india can be such an eye-opening and transformative experience.
Also I could totally relate to the poop stuff, every time I'm anywhere in Asia, India etc, it is such a huge inevitable topic of conversation. haha!
Can't wait to read the rest.