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我家雖然沒有
泰國歷史悠久的古鎮
寮國簡單的生活
Mekong邊laid back的感覺
四處瘋狂的派對
如畫的雪山當背景
香格里拉感覺很自由的草原
四川的高原
花蓮沿海的稻田
蘭嶼清澈的海水
還是台北那種總之就是不在家的那種感覺。
但是我家也很美!
我家雖然沒有
泰國歷史悠久的古鎮
寮國簡單的生活
Mekong邊laid back的感覺
四處瘋狂的派對
如畫的雪山當背景
香格里拉感覺很自由的草原
四川的高原
花蓮沿海的稻田
蘭嶼清澈的海水
還是台北那種總之就是不在家的那種感覺。
但是我家也很美!
Now that I'm back home, there's no more rivers, mountains or fields of wheat. I'm back to my concrete forest that changes colour not based on the season but the decision of the housing board.
221天的旅程,一轉眼就過去了。
有點不舍,不知道是已經厭倦了新加坡繁忙的都市人的生活,還是真的習慣了這一段在外漂泊的日子。
Getting to a new place every other day.
Looking for the hostel, train station/bus station (usually involve walking long distances).
Key the new password for the WIFI into my iphone. (And check if it actually works)
Looking for the best food in town recommended by the hostel/lonely planet.
Shower back in the hostel, praying that there will be hot water. And don't get your hopes up when you see a heater in the shower that lights up when you on the water. Sometimes all the heater can do is to just light up.
NIght time are usually spend in the hostel chatting with other travelers over beer till the last person go to bed.
Going to the attraction in town the next day (feeling really tired). And somehow, it always involve walking long distances(again), climbing mountains, cycling or swimming.
Night time are always the same unless there's a party in town or something interesting.
Waking up at the sound of my alarm (or someone else's), packing my stuff in lightning speed. But somehow things in your backpack will expand on the mornings that you're rushing and doesn't fit in your backpack anymore.
Finding your way to the next destination again.
And this repeats.
Sometimes, I find it more tiring than working but of course I enjoyed every moment of it.
This trip I had swam in different part of the mekong, walked ridiculous distances, climb too many mountains, seen enough temples, cycled to the strangest places, met interesting people, searched for cordyceps on snow mountain, seen beautiful places. It's alright to be tired.
I had a new haircut, bought a bag and some clothes to adapt to city life again.
I felt out of place in taipei walking down 忠孝東路 in my backpacker's clothes and messy hair. I'm starting to miss walking down the street barefoot, wearing the same vang veng tubing singlet everyday and stopping to wash my hand by the stream or river that is flowing through town.
From rickety bangla bikes, to korean drama lady bikes, and then professional giant bikes and then a head-turing hummer.
Wouldn't you take a second look at this? Just like what it's written,
Like nothing else.
This random picture is worth a lot of effort. One day of cycling and one day of taking the bus and walking along the highway. Just to search for "一種我要的感覺". At least i found it.
菜粽里也沒有菜。
這到底是什麼世界啊!
But anyway the dumpling is really good even when there's only peanuts in it. It taste really yummy with a hint of some kind of veggie smell and the sauce on top with peanut powder.
I can't help but to complain again about the dumpling i had during 端午節. I was somewhere in the tibetan part of Szechuan when I bought a dumpling to celebrate 端午節 with a group of farangs. I wanted to have a dumpling even when i can't remember why did Qu yuan killed himself.
The very first bite, I have to bite off the tip of the dumpling. It doesn't matter what filling does it have, maybe a mushroom, chestnut, azuki beans, lumps of fat, meat or other fancy stuff. It's more of the anticipation than really finding what's inside.
One bite, two bite, three bites.
.........
Finally i saw the filling, it has 3 green beans sitting right in the middle of the dumpling. Tell me about disappointment.
The taiwanese are really cute people, it shows in their conversation, daily life and all of their products.
But this is so true!
After awhile, I don't like to answer some questions. I just had a really fun day with the locals at a place and they will ask if I will be coming back. It's strange that within a day or two, they are almost like the close friends you have back home. And if I stay for a week or so, I know almost everybody in the village and I start to feel like a part of them. Goodbyes are so hard, everybody come and wave goodbye and tell you that you must come back one day. I really want to spend more time with them, keep in contact and of course see them again in the future.
But sometimes, deep down I know that maybe I might never come back to this place again in the future, or even if I do, it will be very long time later. From the "Sure!" and "Of course!", gradually I started answering with "I"ll love to!" and most of the time the people never probe further.
There is always a silence that follows. Then they will continue cheerfully about where can we go when I come back again.
I think they too know that the tourist don't always come back after awhile, and they might never have a chance to leave the place in their entire life.
Goodbyes are the hardest when you know you might never meet again.
Sometimes it's nice to stand at the view point and just take a picture instead of climbing the mountain.
It's good to be alive.
How many more roads do I have to follow?
How many more mountains do I have to climb?
Over here, the sun never seem to set and I never seem to get to where I'm going...
加油,因為之後的路還很長。
日照金山!!
這就是傳說中的日照金山!!只有好人看得到,看到會落淚的日照金山!
Suddenly, the torturing long journey on the minivan is all worth it. Everything for this.
At this moment when it's there right in front of you, it looks so natural. Like a normal phenomenon that happens every single day. People really take things for granted so easily.
But apparently, it doesn't happen all the time. On my last day, I wanted to catch the sunrise again but to my dismay, there wasn't even a mountain in sight. No wonder people flock here and stay for days waiting for a glimpse of the magical sunrise.
Jobless, living in a magical land of the unicorns in search for the green fairy, trying to remember huge amount of infomation twice a year, wish that 余文樂 will leave his girlfriend for me, quitted being a part in a drug-making syndicate but is in transition to become an even more oppressed petri-dish slave, want to see the aurora borealis, leo, doesn't like to eat muffins and loves travelling and honeystars.