Ladies and gentlemen, if you thought I was disappearing in a thin air, you were wrong: I’m back!
I have been far from my baby blog for a while now, dealing with major changes in my life.
Tomorrow, I will say my last goodbye to the charming village of Map Ammarit in Thailand and the incredible people who made me feel so well received and at home in the last 5 months.
WOW…. As for months!
If I think about it, it seems that yesterday, I arrived, and at the same time I feel like I had a life here.
Let me tell you that it will be a very hard farewell. Even if I complained about my isolation and lack of comfort (more a few scorpions and cockroaches here and there), the experience here has been one of the most intense and emotional of my trip so far.
In fact, I spent 2/3 of my trip here. Not exactly a joke. When you stay in a place so long, it becomes like your second house. You start to create a safe routine, people pass to look at you (as you were a stranger), to greeting you as one of them.
During these 5 months here, so many things happened: I tried what it does to be a teacher for a while, I challenged myself with the Thai cousin a few times, including some Very spicy encounters with red -heated peppers (No, not the group, unfortunately!) And even tried a very strange and sweet fruit called “Durian”.
I was happy and I was sad, I had a few panic attacks (yes, they even follow me everywhere), I loved it and I was loved, I laughed because there was not tomorrow, I got bored and I even missed the house for a while.
But above all, Living here forced me to face my own limits In addition to discovering my real passions. In all this isolation, I resumed my blog where I left it, working there as an obsessed work executioner during day and night, obtaining incredible satisfactions and opportunities.
And now I can say that I am officially a travel blogger!
Teach the ballet!
It is very difficult to give you a summary of what the stay here was for me, I could list a million things, but would that be enough to summarize my experience? I don’t think.
All I know is that I am 100% positive that This experience will remain in my heart for many years. It changed me a lot, in a way that no one can see. Because it was real. I was not a tourist here. I was part of the community and even during difficult times, I am so happy to stick to it for so long.
I have a lot of images of my life here, and tomorrow at the station, I will certainly cry.
My farewells:
- I will say goodbye to school and to the Pook teacher and her Tong husband, who have always been so kind to me and welcomed me like a sister.
- I will say goodbye to my little princess lita, liya, lisha, cus, mooky and all the other children in kindergarten (even if I taught for a few weeks, their pretty little faces will always be in my heart).
- I will say goodbye to the shy Tonport, and to our good friends Noom, Pin and Manas (sorry Pin, not sure to write the name correctly!).
- I will also remember with a smile all the soft girls working with the seven local Eleven and the 5 aggressive bats (Ermm sorry, Chihuahuas) who failed in the attempt to eat me alive each time I passed in front of their door.
- To the sweet girl who kindly washed our laundry every week.
- In the streets, to the old smiling woman on the “Rottide-Poisson” market in front of the house and many other things.
Why is it important for me to move on
It will be difficult to leave all of this. But it is also necessary. As a traveler, I feel the need to move onTo reach other places and others, to build new memories, see new smiles and new beaches.
If you stay too long in a place, everything becomes too comfortable, too predictable and you start focusing on what your trip is.
It is not without pain that I leave. Speaking is never easy, readjusting your life is even more difficult. It’s like dying and being born again. No matter how many times I have gone, it does not improve over time: it’s damn difficult.
But I am happy to feel pain and sadness, because it just means that it was worth ithigh weather.
On a side note: I know many people would like to know What’s going on here with my private life. I thought about how to manage, now that I have a blog for a very long time.
Should I be transparent and talk about it? There are many courageous bloggers who do it, and I admire them to be so open. But I decided to pass.
I will keep my private moments for me, also with regard to other people involved. I think it’s fairly fair to have a small private space, especially when you are suddenly under the “projectors”. I write about my experiences for you after all.
I have no problem sharing photos and facts on loved ones, but it will stop there, and I’m sure you will understand!
What is the next step?
So where is Klelia calm who goes then then? It will be a very small summary because I want to devote a separate message to it:
09/25 -> 03/10 Bangkok
04/10—> 30/10 Italy (Rome and Sardinia)
30/10—> 10/11 London
10/11—> 5/12 Italy(Sardinia)
6/12 —-> 8/12 Thailand (Bangkok)
8/12 —-> 8/01 (2014) China (Shanghai / Beijin)
8/01—-8/02 Philippines (Details always TBC, as well as precise dates, but it is finally happening! Whooo !!)
From there, God only knows. I think I even planned too much. Let’s see what these months have to offer, but I will keep you posted!