Skip to content

The Kindness of Strangers

February 6, 2012

“Traveling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, ‘I would stay and love you, but I have to go…’” – Lisa St. Aubin de Teran

My GCSE English teacher (and major crush) told me that a good way to start an essay is straight in with a quote, which I’m inclined to agree with. I like that quote and it fits this next essay (yes it’s an essay). I’ve had a backpacker epiphany; a game-changing fantabulous idea that deserves a ‘huzzah.’ Huzzah!

Huzzah Doodle!

Now the thing I’ve been most concerned about for my impending adventures is that pesky transition from Thailand to South Korea; which you’re probably very bored of me talking about by now if you’ve been following. The problem is that my Thai teaching internship finishes in October and most Korean placements don’t start until about February. This leaves me four months-ish of bumming around Thailand, exploring, going on vision quests, partying hard, getting spiritual tattoos, falling in love, learning to scuba, developing buns of steel climbing great big peaks, you know the deal. There’s just one problem; I haven’t saved nearly enough money to do all this, which leaves me two options (or so I thought):

1) Try and do it all anyway and risk being back here in time for Christmas with an empty wallet and my tail between my legs.

2) Play it safe – Don’t really travel around Thailand after the internship but find a dirt cheap apartment and live like a church (or should that be temple?) mouse until I fly to Korea.

Herein lies my epiphany – I don’t have to do either! A few years ago when I was living in Cardiff I signed up to CouchSurfers and had a great night hosting an Egyptian man named Hisham who taught me the Arabic alphabet and told me great stories about all the awesome places he’s surfed and the people he’s met. Again when I was in Egypt I met an awesome Californian scuba-dude in Dahab via couch-surfers and high-jacked some of his travel-wisdom and again – more stories about the wonder that is couch-surfing. Have you guessed what my revelation is yet? I’m going to couch-surf Thailand. All of it. I will travel the country totally spontaneously for four months based purely on where people are willing to bestow their kindness (and couches) on me. I think this might actually be the most excited I’ve been thus far! I’ve got enough money that if I don’t feel very sociable or I can’t find a coinciding couch for a while I can stay in a hostel but even if I did that half the time that’s still 2 months of accommodation money saved. Can I get away with saying ‘huzzah’ again? I really want to. Screw it – Huzzah!

For those of you not familiar with CouchSurfers I Ctrl+C/Ctrl+V’d the About section for you:

“When you join CouchSurfing, you tap into our network of welcoming people worldwide. You can share your hospitality and experience your city through new eyes by offering travellers a place to stay on their journey. You can bypass the typical hotel experience by staying at the home of a local and learning about their culture. You can join cool and interesting people for anything from a bike ride to a party using CouchSurfing Activities. And you can meet up with new people, whether at home or while travelling, for inspiring experiences and new friendships. Imagine having an interesting friend wherever you go – whether that’s 2,000 miles away, or right in your hometown. With millions of members in over 230 countries and territories around the world, CouchSurfing is blazing the trail towards a better, friendlier world where people who are different from one another can find their similarities. We are a community, and we are a movement. If you believe that all types of people can share fun, trust, and friendship, then you belong here.”

*Ahem* huzzah! 81 sleeps.

Advertisements
3 Comments leave one →
  1. February 7, 2012 10:13 am

    I suppose it should not come as a surprise considering all the house exchanges that you did as a child; it really gave you the chance to go native, but a whimsical thought occurs. The Buddhist monks (male & female) are not allowed personal possessions, including money, and to survive they have to do an Alms round each morning with their begging bowls. The locals feel that it is good for their Karma to help them as they are on a spiritual journey and supporting them will add to their spiritual capital. The monks also give lessons on the Dharma and share their learning and insights.
    I think it would be fair to say, that in many ways, yours is a spiritual journey and the sharing of your tales and tribulations (entertainment) should certainly be worth a night on a sofa.
    Go for it, but try not to go too native!

  2. lovelizard permalink
    February 7, 2012 12:59 pm

    Excellent. Not a scary decision at all then. I wont worry about you more than I was going to already. Not one bit.

    Then again, I’m someone who’s entire friendship group would be non existent if it weren’t for meeting strangers off the internet. So go you!

    The only thing you need to think about is where you are going to house me and Emily when we come to go to full moon parties and such with you!

    In other news, I think I’ve worked out how to get alerts on my phone when you post up new entries, so I’ll be able to keep up to date. Hurumble!*

    *Hurumble, my preferred alternative to huzzah. Got it off of Radio Phwoar dontcha know.

    • February 7, 2012 6:45 pm

      Hurumble! I like it. Ah its fine, not scary at all – don’t you know that only nice, friendly people travel and couch-surf? I might have to make you and Emily visiting one of my hostel weeks! Unless I can find a very forgiving host. 🙂

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: