Strange Times

Now it’s obviously a little too early into the transition (if it can even really be called that given the length of time I was in South East Asia) to really be able to have felt or experienced a change now that I have arrived in Perth, but throughout the day there has been a definite strange feeling in my gut. This isn’t to say I have diarrhoea of course, but that there is an underlying, and at times overpowering, feeling that is manifesting itself in my stomach.

I have been trying to put my finger on it throughout the day and have come to no real conclusions. It could be that I’m a sad that the Asian adventure has come to an end, it could be a strange realisation that I am back in the real world, or at least a city that at the moment seems almost identical to what I was trying to leave behind. We’ve stumbled into car headlights piercing through the rain, 5pm finishing times and recognisable shops. There’s no visible beach, no cheap meals and alcohol, no fellow travellers looking for fun times and banter, just another developed city, a hostel full of people looking to work and a sense that it’s time to get a job.

When I think about our next move it does cheer me up somewhat, the feeling that we are going to be heading out to do some seasonal work and hopefully stay on the farm with some fellow travellers is a great prospect. Earning money whilst having fun and meeting new people sounds like a great combination.

I know once I get going again or even just let it sink in that hot beaches and relaxation have gone for a bit, it will mark the start of the Australian adventure and I’m defiantly still excited about this chapter, besides, I haven’t planned to leave South East Asia behind forever.

 

Love Scotty x