You never know how much time you have with someone… that is what my travels are also teaching me… Best to make the most of the present moment…
As the night progressed into day, the first of the fresh new year, I said my goodbye to 2018 and Australia, and a hello to 2019 and a move on… to Cambodia. I never expected myself to travel to this country, never felt any need or calling. Until recently. So, it just happened so. Even though people around warned me of the poverty, criminality, dirtiness and the heavy energy caused by the recent genocide carried out by the Khmer Rouge regime (inflicting a population loss of around 1.800 million people, i.e. around a quarter of Cambodia’s 1975 population, in between 1975 to 1979), I decided to set off for this new journey, becoming a yoga teacher in a yoga resort (called Bohemiaz) in Phnom Penh.
What comes to my mind immediately in association with Cairns is The Great Barrier Reef, World Heritage Tropical Rainforest, strong Aboriginal spirit and stretches of beautiful beaches you can sunbathe at or have picnics at, but cannot actually swim at most of them – so it is like standing by a spring of water, thirsty, unable to drink.
Rebecca, Hartley and Carlos are my new family members. I am living in their luxurious big house (in a small suburb in Baringa, Bell´s Creek, near Caloundra, Sunshine Coast); sometimes they drive me to places in their big cars and we have shared some big experiences together as they like throwing big parties.
Just like San Francisco became the “must” for the US hippies in the 60´s and 70´s, Byron Bay has become one for the Australians – and holds the status till the present days for many xpats too.
I came to Australia for various reasons, but as I know now, one of them was to connect myself with the shamanic, Aboriginal spirit that pervades the country.
Sydney is the most populous city in Australia and Oceania of about five million Sydneysiders. It remains one of the richest areas in Australia in terms of Aboriginal archaeological sites – no wonder, since indigenous Australians have inhabited the Sydney area for at least 30,000 years. Their spirit is tangible everywhere and it would be silly to try to deny that.
When you travel the world you usually have a reason for that. Some travellers claim they travel without a cause, simply because there is nothing else they would want to do or because they know not what else to do. Some travel for the thrill of the unknown. For some travel is a form of an escape. Some travel because they want things in their life to change.
When you travel, you tend to post cool pics and videos on Facebook and Instagram and your friends might get the impression that travelling is just a lot of fun. It can be – at times. The truth is, though, there are moments when you feel vulnerable, broken, hopeless and homesick. They mostly arrive when you get some health issue or when you feel that certain country simply does not comply with your energy or expectations.
When I came to Thailand, I had no idea what it means to live in a monsoon time (that your clothes and glass case and nuts can go mouldy in a few days cause of the moist), what is 7-Eleven, Swensons, Family Mart, Tao Kae Noi, or Pad Thai and who was Bhumibol Adulyadej.