So what the hell was I doing in South East Asia anyway? This was no spiritual journey of self discovery. As a matter of fact, self discovery was one of the things I was trying to avoid. There was no ultimate destination and no purpose to my trip beyond seeing things I hadn't seen before.
I left behind my relatively dull existence in Sydney to travel to nine different countries over the course of a single year. I was not so much searching for as running away from something. Well, not so much running away as stumbling away and then forgetting exactly what I was doing there in the first place.
From the constant conversations about cricket that arise from being an Australian in India to mushroom-induced comas in Laos, find out exactly how much fun is too much fun...
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By andy marez
Oct 15, 2009
"interesting" there are many travel journals out there, your direct approach to humor is refreshingly blunt. A hint for future works, it seems the travel journal type reads that become popular, are those that center around a certain subject matter (ie: "flower diversity in china") narrowing a browser toward the shared particular interest... thus, your quest as of "diliberate importance" to common discovery goal with your reader. Then your insightful dialog will lure them in like a casual bystander along your pathways, or the "icing on the cake" so to speak.
