I’m aware that I’m a horrible travel blogger but I don’t think I’ve found the right words for my summer yet. I should have by now, but the truth is that you can’t rush reflection. I certainly can’t rush words, – especially not those capable of describing this summer. It’s been a lot of fun, that much I can tell you.
In lieu of more words or pictures, let me leave this fun little video here.
Dear Gina, I miss this every day. I miss you. Thanks for letting me tag along.
Dear America, thanks for being nothing but kind and welcoming to me.
Dear self, take the life lessons, take the good memories, keep both forever. Learn and grow.
Two girls. Three weeks. Eleven cities. Nine states. One car. A pack of cellery. A friendly dog. Tons of live music and maybe one drink too many every once in a while: The greatest summer adventure there ever was. #TheRoadWander
I’m still having a hard time finding the right words to adequately describe my summer, but I made good on my promise to film more while traveling and as a result I can now present you with this little video. I’ve had a great time and saw amazing things.
If you are looking for a fun, inexpensive and adventurous way to travel you might want to check out Green Tortoise. Their bus travel really didn’t feel like a bus travel at all.
It might take me a couple of months but in the end I do get around to making these videos and I love making them almost as much as I love watching them. So many good memories. As I’ve said before, my weekend in Zanzibar was magical. It was filled with so many good things it’s hard to pick just one. Here’s a tiny glimpse of what we did and how it looked like.
I’m neither a professional filmer, not editer of clips, so excuse the amateur quality. I hope you still have fun watching this :)
Quick video of my Safari trip in July. Pictures are to come as soon as I have the patience to sort through them and edit them, so soon, together with stories, tips and everything else I might want to talk about :)
[You can also watch this on youtube directly. Enlarge the frame and put the quality to 720.]
/Drive to the orphanage. /Talking to the kids after a fun English lesson. /Evenings at the bar across the street. /More teaching. /Kids at the orphanage LOVED recording with my camera.
/Painting a classroom. /At the local pool. /Playtime with the kids at the orphanage. /What do you do when the taxi you ordered doesn’t show up and it’s 2am? Right, you pile onto the pick up truck of the owner of the nightclub- even if there’s no way 17 people can really fit. And then? Then you start singing silly children’s songs. It’s moments like this – stupid and utterly reckless, when you feel most alive. /Saying goodbye to friends was always hard. /New adventures: on the way to Koh Samet! /The bar where we spent most nights.
I was 18 when I left and I was hesitant at first but those five weeks soon turned out to be the best of my life. I’ve met people from all over the world and we became fast friends. We spent weekends away traveling the country, hiking up to waterfalls or partying to the early morning hours in Bangkok. We taught at orphanages and schools, ate fish flavoured ice cream and cooked pad-thai. We all had the time of our lives.