I almost forgot it, then I remembered

It has been a whirlwind experience, that’s for sure.

How is it that I only left Canada ten short days ago? It feels like a lifetime. I’ve seen but two places in Thailand, but I think I have made my decision; no, I have made my decision.

I’m sure Thailand is a beautiful country with so many wonders to behold, and I will see them, but not today. The thing is that Phuket in Thailand is not like the rest of the country, and I don’t have the time or money to see any more than this place. I haven’t even seen the rest of the country and anyone here will tell me I am right (and has told me so). Phuket, which is a big-small island, feels like one giant resort. I see more tourists than Thai people. I don’t see very many backpackers, though, and even fewer solo backpackers. Phuket is likely the most expensive place in Thailand, and if it isn’t, it is one of them. It is party-ville. It has next to no culture. This place is built for tourists. This is not Thailand. This is Phuket.

I haven’t been enjoying myself. Sure, I have seen some beautiful things. I love the scorching hot heat, and I love swimming in the warm waves. I enjoy the very few people I have met, but this place has felt wrong since day one. My flight to Perth is booked for May 30th, but another 20 days here sounds unbearable. I am more than broke, and it’s hard to enjoy the sights all alone. Of course all of my travels have been alone, but they have never been quite this lonely. It’s always been very easy to meet people, but here it’s different; it’s as if everyone has saved up a ton of money to come here for a short time with people they love – whether friends, family, or significant others.

I am ready to start my new life. I am ready to work and pay off my debt and make money to travel around Australia and, hell, to come back to Thailand and see it for real – not the tourist central that is Phuket.

I can waste my money, but I will not waste my time. When I was back in Canada in between my trip to the States and flying to this far off land I felt that I was in a sort of epilogue; my book had finished and I was waiting for the sequel to begin. The thing is that, while I thought the epilogue had finally concluded when I hopped on that plane, it had not. Had I come somewhere else in Thailand, perhaps things would be different. But not here.

Dan Mangan’s words hit me once again: “This is good, but as far as I can tell it’s still heavy as hell when it’s good. And I do like the road, but I’d be better at home.” Just this time, home is somewhere else. Home is somewhere new. It’s time to go create home. It’s time to go to Australia.

Danie

Danie is a lovable and insane digital nomad of sorts. If you ever wondered what's a nomad, you've come to the right place. She enjoys oversharing, telling every detail of her life, and chilling on the beach, among other things. Danie is rather odd, and she likes it that way. Be sure to subscribe to hear more of her ramblings, and find out when Danie finally gets to fulfill her biggest dream: cuddling a platypus.

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