Sydney

Sydney.. Oxford street.. Bondi beach..

There’s so much going trough my mind right now. We arrived in the big Oz yesterday. And we already had a beach breakfast, a walk about in Bondai, beach picnic, a whole nighter on Oxford street and a move to the most disgusting guest house in the world. A word of advise.. if you’re planning to live in Sydney. Avoid Cooee guest house. It’s in Kings Cross above the train station across the street from Happy Hockers.

Leaving Thailand was one of the most disturbing things I’ve done in a long long time. I miss it.. of course I do. But there’s always new places to see. New things to do..
It’s harder than I thought it would be. Maybe because I’m not the same young boy who does’nt care about anything.

A lot of people here shrugg their shoulders and says that it’s no worries..Everythings gonna be alright. Of course.. but it’s not that easy for me to just shrugg my shoulders and say.. “Hey,, what the fuck. I don’t care that someone had their period on my pillow and that it’s ok that someones black pubic hair is in my clean sheets.”
Maybe I’m to old for this. Or maybe I’ve just reach the point were I actually enjoy a little bit of comfort. Or at least clean sheets…
Tomorrow we’re moving to a new place. Tomorrow we’re going to look around and fix things.. and maybe.. just maybe tomorrow I will go on an interview.
Good luck to me. It’s all happening! Just come on over here and have a look.

I am Charlie. This is my travel. I am Charlies body on disgusting sheets.

Memory lane

Memories...

At one point or another everything ends up as a memory. Nothing you can touch, nothing you can see. Nothing that anyone else can understand.

Just one perfect image locked up in your head for you to remember. Sometimes a memory is a smell. Sometimes a feeling... I'm haunted by a smell. I'm haunted by a feeling...

I have a vivid memory that's haunting me. And no one but me can feel it, smell it or touch it.

On this trip I've got so many good memories to keep in my box. Met so many people. It all happend in Thailand.. It all happend here in Asia. In a couple of days we're leaving all of this behind us to look forward.

Look straight into the eyes of an unknown future of new experiences. New people..

It feels weird. It feels strange.
So I'm gonna take a moment. Take a moment to try to take in all of the things that happend. All of the wonderful and strange moments I've had so far.

I'm going to take a moment and walk down memory lane.

Just me my feeling and my smell.

Dont forget.. I am Charlie. It's all happening!

Leaving home

Ten days....

Ten days and then I'm leaving Koh Chang. It's going to be weird. It's going to be sad.

It's gonna be like leaving home. Leaving all your friends. Leaving the bungalow you've been living in for eight weeks. I dont want to do it.

When I got here weeks ago it felt strange. Strange being back in a place that had changed so much.

And now it feels like I've been living here all my life.

The worst thing about leaving this place is to end up in a place that has such a different vibe then here. You cant really compare Bangkok to Koh Chang.

The stress, the traffic, the fact that I'm going to Sydney.... I want to stay.

But it's time to go on. To meet new people. To see another part of the world where the most important thing of the day is not wether you're going to the beach or not.

I miss walking around in a city.

I miss drinking coffe in a caf'e' all day long. And I miss having a job to go to.

When I think about my trip, the most things I remember are the people that I've met. I miss them and I hope that I some day would meet them all again. Maybe you dont really miss places... maybe you just miss the people you've met there..

I am Charlie. This is my life. This is how I see it in my head.