The summer of 2013 was a nice one, the soundtrack of my flashbacks consists of geckos chattering, tuk-tuks honking and monks chanting mixed with ‘Thrift Shop’ and ‘Get Lucky’. I had the time of my life counting fireflies, sheltered from a monsoon under a bamboo hut with my new friends, strangers I had met that day, laughing at each others accents and hiding from the co-ordinator whenever she came to yell at us for still being out, or being so loud (sorry Nikki… it was too much fun!).
During my time there I ate over 54 bowls of rice and had
some of the most absurd, hilarious and enchanting moments- where do I start?
There’s the evening where torrential rain spontaneously
burst upon the nightmarket and I, along with Trip, Aisling and Karan-my new
friends found ourselves dancing with the locals until the monsoon weather
stopped, an hour later and our clothes had soaked to our skin, rain leaking out
of our shoes.Or being woken up at 5am at the temple by teachers who, as it turned out, weren't joking about compulsory morning exercise for staff and pupils.
Last summer was something I laugh about a lot still. Because jumping in a waterfall in your best dress is a memory that can’t be over-replayed.
You can’t explore the world if you don’t open your front door. My experience only confirmed my initial optimism- that most people are good. The kindness shown to me- teachers giving me lifts, locals inviting us over for lunch and waitresses making note to stock my favourite cake as I told them I would return on the weekend, has made me determined that other young people should have the opportunity to experience a new culture while giving something back. So my advice to any young people reading this is to dream big, work hard and take the jump to go to far out places, because my only regret was that July had to end.
Those of you who read this blog last year will remember that
while I was teaching English in Thailand my sister was doing an Internship in
Washington DC (http://nikitagoestotheothersideofthepond.blogspot.co.uk/). This year…the adventure continues! It seems we will be
spending the summer on different continents again, crossing over as I head over
to the East Coast to teach Adventure at a summer camp and while I trace her
footsteps she will continue mine, doing education and outreach work in China. (I made a cool map, above, which shows how we have crossed over!)
If you like travel journals, are thinking of being a camp counselor, here’s the blog I intend to keep while I’m over the
Atlantic: http://i-like-to-be-in-america.blogspot.co.uk/
Thanks for reading guys, I feel like you've travelled with me, really. 1470 hits? Woah!
Georgia xx
