Here we go!
I never chose to travel, travel chose me. Well…maybe not but it’s a good way to start this. If rephrased properly, travel was what I knew best. But let’s rewind and start from the middle of my travels because the beginning is too far back and will be saved for one of those long rainy days.
Observing my friends facebook statuses was a hard way to gauge how I was doing. While most talked about getting a new promotion, getting engaged or (ahem) baby (number 1, 2 or 3!) mine read, “Angela is still trying to figure out how to fit the candy into her Hello Kitty Pez Dispenser.” I know the twenties are supposed to be the hardest times because you’re supposed to be obtaining everything, but this felt slightly awkward. So I did what I knew best…. hit my world map, the Canadians governments warnings of “where not to go”, the library and of course Expedia. China was always a possibility as Air Canada was having a seat sale, and my cousin lived there, but I had done Hong Kong and Macau last year. Granted, not exactly the same but I wanted a different region.
Since I had made the active choice not to own a TV or car I walked my way over to my best friends house and plopped down on her couch and watched what I knew would make my final decision. The news. And before you knew it, I was flying to the Middle East armed with my camera, my laptop and 40 GB in memory cards.
Music makes the world go 'round and every trip has a great soundtrack. From the beats on the streets to the songs of the birds in the trees, the symphony of traffic, and the hustle and bustle of humanity there is always song for everything. Staring out the window, seriously jet-lagged and trying to ignore the stares of others on the bus from the airport I plugged my I-pod in and slouched in my seat. Track one; Talking heads “This must be the place” came on, and I thought to myself, yes I was finally back on track, I was finally where I belonged.
From "The Little Princesses Guide to Backpacking. The Trials and Tribulations of a Traveling Twenty-something"
Photo credits: Angela Ostafichuk.
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