south east asia: epilogue
i am absolutely devastated to be leaving south east asia; the $1 meals and $3 banquets, the insane road journeys and impromptu karaoke sessions, the indonesian rock and burmese rap, the sense of trepidation every time you approach a toilet, the gargantuan language and communication gap, the barking dogs, the temples, the mountains, the beaches, and, maybe most of all, the vast multitudes of people. interested people, annoying people, drivers, farmers, students, scammers, hookers, touts, they all add up to an incredibly challenging, but fascinating, experience. i think that is what's going to hit me the hardest, the complete anonymity when i walk down the streets of new zealand: no shouts of 'transport', no cries of 'handsome man', just bleak, disinterested, silence.i think the other factor that's depressing me about moving on to kiwi land is how much it will remind me of home, especially around christmas time. when you miss the people you love it's easier if you're in the middle of some alien situation that's keeping you busy: when it looks and feels like you're back in england, just without your friends and family, it surely has to be a lot harder.
gutting: i'm going to miss south east asia so much, pretty much miss it all bar the roaches (evil cockroaches) and michael learns to rock (evil germans). i've seen so many of the things that i wanted to, but i still think i might have to come back for some more.
posted by bicrom @ 6:29 am
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