MY MISADVENTURES IN ASIA
This post was not planned but today I felt the urge to share the last facts about my life in Asia.
Something weird is happening since I left. Travelers are usually full of heroic tales on how they learned fantastic lessons about themselves during their trips. Almost all of them discovered that they were much more organized, in control and proud to see how much they were improving.
Well, sorry to disappoint you, but I’m rather the opposite! When I was living in London (and in Rome) I was well known for being a super organized/obsessed girl. I had catalogs and lists for everything. I never ever forgot a payment or a deadline. I was always 10 minutes early to appointments.
Well, forget about that girl, as Asia mysteriously transformed me in Miss Messy!
1) A MONTH ILLEGAL IN THAILAND!
Today I discovered that I’m officially an illegal immigrant in Thailand since the beginning of august.
I went for a Visa run in Malaysia 2 months ago, and looking at the stamp i just read “ 6th September“, I didn’t check it twice (or 3/4/5 times as i would have done back in Europe). Today I just realized that the expiring date was the 4th of August instead. How Nice is that?
It came as a shock. And a huge disappointment. I’m quite strict with myself when it comes to important duties, and this one is definitely one of them. It can seriously put me in trouble. If for any reason, a police man stops me now, I would end up in jail, No jokes.
I’m honestly freaking out at the moment, as (even if the possibility is remote) the Thai jails are the worst place a human begin would like to stay even for a few days. Because of that is even more surprising that i took the whole thing so lightly. It’s beyond my understanding.
But this is not the first time that something totally inappropriate happens to me, and BECAUSE OF MY LACK OF ATTENTION.
2)I GOT ROBBED IN MY SLEEP
In Siem Reap, Cambodia, we got robber. No even worst. Someone entered our room because I totally forgot to lock the door from the inside before going to bed. If I think about that, I still shiver in horror for what could have happened.
We got lucky, really lucky, as none of us woke up and they just stole our 2 mobiles (and we had our photographic equipment in display, money and other valuable objects).
Luckily for me I broke my mobile the night before (it was already old so not a big deal for that) The worst part was begin responsible for what happened, and for my friend’s mobile as well, so I bought 2 new ones in Bangkok .
It costed me almost 1 month savings, but you have to be responsible for your actions, and I was very lucky, as I am more than glad to pay some money, instead of having something much worst on my conscience.
THE UGLY TRUTH
These are the main episodes , and they are quite heavy, as the consequences may have been much worse (well, wish me luck for my visa run tomorrow, as I really don’t want to end up in jail!).
Apart for these episodes, there is also something else bothering me since the beginning of my trip. I am MESSY. Incredibly messy. I spread my things all over the place, I lose objects quite easily, and I never know where my stuff is.
I feel quite ashamed for that. OK, it’s not a capital sin. But I’m not a teenager anymore, and I was very used to my super organized life back in London.So what the hell is happening to me? After 2 hours fuming and beating myself up about my last accident, I think i finally found my answer.
I’VE ALWAYS BEEN MESSY, BUT I’M A CONTROL FREAK AND ORGANIZING MY LIFE PERFECTLY WAS JUST AN ALIBI FOR WHO I REALLY AM.
And it is NOT the answer I like. Trust me, It took me a while to be able to write it down. But here is: The ugly truth. I need to accept it first, and then try to do something about it.
They say you that travels helps you discovering not only the world but also yourself a little better. Quite true. When I found this quote I obviously thought about the marvelous things I would discover about myself: on how strong, caring, and incredibly beautiful person I am.
(OH CRAP. Didn’t work out exactly as I expected…)
It sucks to admit that I’m completely disorganized if I have the freedom to be myself 100%. That’s the whole point. As I know how anal I can be if I have to. But during my travels I completely relaxed my standards.
Which is good in a way, it’s my trip and I can not pretend to be organized the whole time. But there are important things I should NEVER EVER take for granted and lightly.
I really hope I learnt my lesson, I need more structure in my life from now on. Especially now as I’m going to restart all over again by myself. Maybe this last incident was a kind reminder from the universe to start revising my life RIGHT NOW.
This lesson is costing me around 450£. 15 days of my precious budget burned because of my distraction.
But what is costing me the most is to admit my faults, to myself and to you. I thought it wouldn’t be fair if I just tell you how proud I am to be doing what I’m doing, and not sharing the dark, messy, side. I hope you appreciate my effort!
Did you discover something unpleasant about yourself while traveling? And most importantly, am I the only person who became totally disorganized during a trip?
Share your opinions or simply wish me luck for tomorrow 🙂