I’ve been out of Toronto for the past few weeks wondering if traveling was a good idea and I still don’t know the answer to that. I feel like its the right thing and I guess that has too be enough. So I only have a day in Vancouver before I head out to Southeast Asia. My first stop is Thailand. I have a guide on my e-reader that I’m saving for the very long flight (21 hours or so as human cattle).
I’m pretty sure I over packed and I knew it was going to happen. I’m going in with no expectations and no plan. I didn’t get all my visas sorted, I got the Thailand one, I’m not sure on Vietnam at this point and I will aim for the Cambodian e-visa when I have an idea of what I’m going to do and where I’m going to go.
I’m 31 and had no idea what I wanted to do. I was closed off, scared to take chances and let my failures prevent me from living. Some people say that travel changes you, while others say all it does is reveal what was already there. I hope to find out either way.
So my mission now is to write 2 stories one in the form of a script and the other in the form of a book. I’ve never done this before, I’ve only ever tried to write a script and I haven’t hit writer’s block I’m just beginning to scale its ever growing wall.
That’s what the travel is about to me, a chance to find inspiration, a chance to live because you can’t write if you have not experienced life and to see simple sites like this. I have to learn how to use my camera so far no idea what to do.
These pictures were taken at Burnaby Lake Park after I arrived from the airport. I’m not in Vancouver long but hopefully I will be able to take some pictures in the 36 hours that I’m there for. Now where to go?
