At a point in time, before the wet season, I landed further than I ever dreamed of. Naturallly, I had feared for these far away landscape, these cultures I did’nt know., especially for what it combines, radically.
a shock, a culture, smiles were welcoming all around, with no sign of any negative thoughts, at least from my perceptions, tourists might have added this glasses on the 4 eyes I already have, still a pleasure.
A story taking its roots far away, she is expressing a fully fledged travel to another world, another time, different rules.
Why? Because of the unsettlement I have felt during these two weeks, only 2 weeks, an eternal time some would feel.
Grateful for them to show me the deep essence of the identity composing my inner self, by truly discovering the contrast I had within myself A black and white picture express its beauty through contrast, same games, same rules.
Indeed, there, yelling is not a rational way of life, screaming is about losing your identity, crying is meant to be only done when alone.
I am looking back to the person I was there, the recipe took and worked tryly on myself. It gave myself a present: rethink myself, and restart. Don’t lose yourself, be true to yourself, essentially.
In all my travels, there is always something money cannot buy, and throughout these travel, I keep looking on this quest.
There, I’ve faced it. Calmness, a mark of respect, a gift. one memory staying with me, the atmosphere of Boeung Kak Lake within Phnom Penh, some evenings down there looking to the sun coming down and bringing its wild vibes on a special place.
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