When you travel the fundamental reason is to have fun. People say that they travel to experience the culture, learn new things, gain new experiences, see the world. These are all true but my main reason to travel is to let go and just.. Have.. Fun!
Wherever I have been I have connected with that place and they will all stay in my heart with their own memories. But if your not having fun then they can all be questioned – “what are you doing when your travelling? Are you not having fun?”
In some countries I had more fun messing around and living carefree than others where I was more worried about ticking off the bucket list, getting the best job, going to the best restaurants.
Appreciate. Live. Love. Have Fun.
Live the life you love and love the life you live. – Bob Marley
Back in February 2015 I was just starting to discover Laos in South East Asia. Myself and a crazy bunch of people left Northern Thailand to discover a place not majorly on the travel radar. It was never my intention to visit this place but when you travel most things aren’t planned which are the best!
We took a slow long tail boat down the Mekong River. Started in a small fishermans village just inside the border. We jumped aboard this massive boat with all different cultures. We had made friends with a Vietnamese family also on a scenic tour. We shared food, laughed and got laughed at. We sailed all day from 6am til sunset and arrived at what you might call a halfway village. The boat may take this route everyday and has somewhat been designed for travellers who visit. Small, quiet and definitely out of our comfort zones we grabbed an Indian and went to sleep.
Alarm bells ringing for the next full day of sailing, we were up at 4am. Booze as a main priority to stow in our polystyrene cool box. Everyone onboard knew who we were at this point. All stocked up it was time for breakfast in the basement of our hotel.
Thinking this place was somewhat strange and I was ready to leave at the first opportunity, I sat down waiting for my eggs. As the sun crept through the fog over the mountains I was amazed at the view before me. So quiet, mystical and still. I was surprised at the beauty of a not so clean river but in it’s beautiful natural surroundings. To think we were in the middle of nowhere and this was where only a handle of people lived was amazing.
A quick snap and we were away, with our Vietnamese admirers and cool box full to the brim.
It was the middle of winter and I had decided to take a scenic tour to the infamous Blue Mountains. Despite the rain and a slight bitter wind it was a magical discovery. A maze of pathways that snaked up and down the mountain edge. Carved out hundreds of years ago for all the amateur Indiana Jones’ out there. The paths were uneven, crooked and slippery and it gave you a sense of danger even though you were fenced in. The thrill of it all though was the silence, nobody was around while you discovered all the little caves, waterfalls and viewpoints. You saw the odd individual every other hour.. a nice reminder that this wasn’t just a dream.
I found many photographs from this trip that I could have entered in the photo challenge but this one shows the subject, ‘Narrow’.
The thinnest of rails – A comforting thing that wrapped you into the rock but with the vastness of the landscape how easy it could of been for one false move and for noone to ever know it happened.
The steep pathway – It was narrow enough in all sense of the word. Both the width and the length. You got used to it after a while but if you were met by a passerby your heart did occasionally skip a beat. Brushing shoulders looking down at your toes reaching the edge of the step.
The waterfall – The thin stream of white in the background seems so peaceful and picturesque. Everything in the photo following the same vertical line. Once arriving at its bottom the waterfall was no longer quiet yet powerful!
Every photo I took travelling that involved a landscape I have to tried to show its full beauty. Let everyone see what it was that I saw that day.