It is 4 AM, I am packing for Phuket, Thailand and having wonderful alone moments. I find myself with a smile on my face. I feel so complete and content and fulfilled. While folding neatly my colorful clothes (I got rid of the black forever) I realize I haven’t bought any clothes since I moved. And it was not because of lack of budget, but I just did not feel the need. Surprising enough, I think my closet is enough for all the places I go to. And I go to a lot. I’m not trying to boast the size of my dressing because if you remember, I just relocated and I fit my life in two suitcases. Indeed, there was some organization skills involved, but my point is that when you have all the unseen things you need, the seen things, the tangible is enough.
It takes little to enjoy life and honestly, you don’t need that 100th pair of shoes and a bag in each color. If you do, than something is missing and it is not the shoes or bag. Sorry to be this frank!
For the future, I want to collect moments, memories, feelings, teachings, life lessons, not things. Maybe some souvenirs.
It is 9 AM and I did not sleep all night and actually I can’t remember the last night I slep. Taylor Swift – Style is has been playing for a while.
The window is wide opened and the 33 degrees air gets into the room. I inhale it deeply and play with my fingers in the long hair. I write a post about him and I stop my eyes on the view. It is a tower that every now and the has lights which change colors every few seconds blue, purple, red, pink, acqua blue, yellow and green.
And as I look hypnotized at these changing lights just a few meters from my window, I feel I’m blessed. Truly blessed. To have been given so much experiences to live, to have been given this dream I am living to travel the world and have the coziest house in the desert, to lead this glamorous lifestyle, to evolve…
In front of this, everything becomes small. Because only God knows, that nobody ever has stood in the way of me climbing a higher step, of me evolving, of me defining another detail of who I am, carving another side of my existence.
The Story from Paradise
I am back from Phuket, Thailand with a heavy suitcase, full of memories and packed with interior peace and relaxation.
As we were almost landing, I was admiring the view from the airplane – many small islands in the water. Now the rainy season starts, so it is a bit cloudy and dark. The water is not blue, but grey blue, reflecting the sky. There are small islands, smaller islands, tiny islands and sometimes it is just a bit of rock and one or two trees and the rest is water. The view is picturesque and it looks like a painting. Forest and water.
During the flight I met someone who was travelling around the world since…December 2013. He had, for sure, thousands of stories and told me he saw the Paradise about 5 times, especially in Bahamas. He told me about the genuine kindness of people in Thailand, where he das spent 8 months before returning with this flight in a brand new aircraft, which of course he did not know, but I knew…
[I remember of Lake Placid, New York, where I spend my 2009 summer…]
We are driving on the left side and I admire the very green landscape. The vegetation is luxuriant, there is green everywhere, palm trees, coconut trees, tall trees with small leaves, climbing plants all over, plants hanging from the electricity cables. Motorbikes/ scooters are everywhere.
On the sides there are forests with tall trees with thin trunks that color the now blue sky, but through the trees you cannot see anything because there are thousands of leaves and other vegetation, like in a rain forest. Then there are the small forests of perfectly aligned trees looking like a decoration from a freaky movie. On a motorbike two girls, one wearing shorts, are trying to hide from the rain.
It is humid that I feel I will vanish. I am sweating continuously and besides I am breathless because of the view. On the sides of the road there are palm trees with wide leaves.
In the forest I see a small fire every now and then. We are riding on a forest road looking and there are some forest machines arranging the trees next to the street.
All I can see is the sky, the palms and the narrow road, curvy and perfectly asphalted and drawn. THe sun is almost down and the view is a mixture of orange, violet, light blue and white. On a plain some boys are playing football. A man without his shirt is brooming his front yard with a blue broom.
From the opposite direction a brown dog looking like a small bear is approaching us in a the sidecar made from a iron coop of a motorbike. There are not many cars and all of them are Toyotas.
The houses are small and all look like sheds with one single floor and made of a sort of cartons. Inside you can spot a lot of things, in a very kitsch way, colorful plastic stuff, many, many things, some in order, other in a perfect disorder. This applies to the things outside the houses. Also, every house has some miniature temples which – as I got to know from a Thai girl – are used for protection purposes in Buddhism.
Some houses have a blue ciel fence which contrasts nicely with the same luxuriant vegetation. There are tall palm trees and small houses. In a garden there are small roosters. Here the trees are disguised in huge bushes, because the climbing plants invaded their trunks. Some bushes are so light green that almost looks like a blinding white. All I can see is th green and the line of the palmtrees cutting the sky.
Other houses have in the yard huge vegetation “roofs”, consolidated between palm trees. Real palm trees. Skinny, tall. Coconut trees. The green invaded my look and I am truly impressed of the beauty of the nature.
The truth is that my whole Phuket trip was abut nature, I felt like I lived in its very core, in harmony with the ocean, the ants, the frogs.
In a swamp nn the side of the road there are so many lilies that you cannot see the water and between them dried tree trunks are curving on top of the water. Some trees are growing from the water and the only brown thing you can see is their trunks. The rest is green.
Apparently the building overlooking this beautiful lilies kingdom is our hotel and my room is right on that side. There are hundreds of frons making their specific sound. It is almost dark and when I enter the room I see this surreal picture that looks like a photo.
I wrote to my mother at this point of time: “I have arrived in Paradise.”
I hurry up to catch the last views of the sunset on the swamp side, but it is so humid, that the lenses of the camera are sweaty and I can only use my iPhone. I cannot ignore the awesome idea in the hotel room: the wardrobe is on the side of the bed and behind the wardrobe is the bathroom and the doors of the wardrobe open both from the room side and bathroom side so you can see the scenery, the sunset and sunrise, the pam trees sunbathing during the day even when takig a shower, not only from the room. There are lizzards at every door of the hotel.
At first I thought they are a cute sticker for the guests, but apparently not. They move so fast and they live mostly upsidedown on the walls. THis one I spotted on the road to the restaurant where we had Thai dinner which was by the swamp. I said my Phuket experience was all about nature because it was so obvious in every step, in every sound of frogs or birds singing or lizzards waling with you or cute insects not bothering you, but being there, bugs and green flies all over.
I changed in my white Pakistani dress which I carried to Johannesburg and Moscow, but did not get a chance to wear. Even when I was asked to get married to … 🙂
Our restaurant looked very rudimentary, like a shed painted with bright colors, an improvised bar with colorful lights hanging from the cieling, wood tables and a few plastic tables in front with seafood in ice containers, protected by a blue and white umbrella. We were hesitant, but apparently this was our restaurant.
Mama Restaurant had not sophisticated, but welcoming staff. In the back of the restaurant was a fire and behind you could hear the ocean. On the bar, at the entrance there were fresh coconuts and pineapples
so the first thing I ordered was a cold, refreshing and healthy coconut water
I am not very experienced with Asian food generally, so I asked some help. I was recomended the Tom Yum prawn soup, which I ordered spicy, very spicy. “Are you sure madam?” “Yes, spicy, kill me!”. I was sweating anyway “like a horse”, so what difference did a spicy hot soup make? It contained at least 10 ingrediends I don’t know, but it was tasty.
This is how our table looked like. The food experience was truly amazing for a novice like me. I tried everything and there was an explosion of tastes and weird/chic combinations of meat with pinapple, nuts, spices, dumplings, fruit with fried fish.
The surprise of the night, however, was the deep fried papaya salad, which I, of course, ordered spicy. There were nuts in the sweet lime and beans and tomatos on top. A party of flavors.
The local money look like this
Indian Ocean By Night
Before having a glass of wine by the pool, we went by the ocean. The air was fresh, but heavy and I could feel the power of the waves, of the ocean, of the earth, of the nature. I gor close to where the waves were transforming into foam and I got scared. In front of the ocean you realize how small you are.
After these pictures and because apparently I am nowhere to be found and I appear suddenly, I was called the ghost.
Oriental Flower Turban
THese white flowers were in all my May destinations and I kept one from each trip to remind my of my inner state when I was there. As I see them, I put one in my hair and feel very oriental.
Even though I took amazing photos that seem surreal, as you will see below, my favorite picture is the following. It shows exactly my inner mode, my thirst for new, my search for the exciting, the fascinating, the intriguing…
Myself and the white flower
Myself pure and myself sinful
Sipping a glass of wine listening to the ocean waves (behind the trees)
More friendly bugs on the way to the hotel room.
The opened hotel lobby has no door or glass, just the nature wherever you look. Hijo de la luna song is playing at the same time with the frogs singing and it feels just perfect. Picture by day and by night.
The truth is that I just cannot wait to arrive in Bangkok in a few days to taste the fried bugs. It is on my bucket list. A few years ago I saw a guy who travels all over the world who ate some grasshoppers in South America and he seemed to enjy them so much, saying it is sweet and crispy, that I actually craved it.
Sunrise in Paradise
I woke up at 5AM to see the sunrise at the Ocean. These images are from my room.
The camera is still having difificulties in adapting to this humidity. I am walking barefoot in the soft grass of the hotel garden, I walk past the pool and the guard who was snoring on a chair. I head to the ocean, I find a hamac and make my nest there to admire the sunrise.
I am alone and I snuffle the silence, the sound of the wild waves, the continuous sound of birds singing, birds talking. It seems that I am the first one to wake up on this part of the island. Me and the nature. She is always awake.
The forest to the ocean
The shells broght over the night by the ocean waves. Later some women were picking them as a nice souvenir.
My cozy place
And the view
One very tattoed early bird jogger
Again, my first row seat for the Indian Ocean sunrise
Later, playing in the waves
and a lot of green
In these circumstances, I am ready to start a new beach and Thai culture exploring day
In Phuket I saw all those exotic flowers that appeared suring the last years in flower shops in Europe that you are not sure if they are true or just created in a laboratory. They are true and here they are at home. What I usually see in the botanical garden, here I see it in its natural habitat.
Another 6 legged friend
These people here see the boundlessness everyday.
Trying Some More Thai Food
Each corner of what I saw in Phuket was Paradise, so the breakfast could not make any exception. In the left of the picture, the square looking delimitations are tables at the water level.
So I see these marshmallows and I think they are sweet, but why are they at the sour food section? First round I don’t try them. They look weird and soft, like a bread, but sweet and some are ping, some are too white with a dot from what looks like a filling.
They turned out to be very good, not sweet, but delicious main course, perfect for breakfast. They are called Dim Sum.
Papaya, honey watermelon and fruit salad from dragon fruit, pineapple and lime
I love reflexions in the water because it always brings thoughts to my mind
Hotel opened air bed cinema
Adorable sticker on the balcony wall size window
Living in the middle of the nature.
In this place you live in the nature, together with the nature, feel blessed by the nature. Not even one lizzard (they are everywhere and when you least expect they start moving next to your feet), ant (as you can see below they are on flowers, on the alleys, in the room), huge bugs (they make weird noises and then they fall on their backs and keep moving their legs desperately), bug, mosquito bothers you here.
In the Thai Market
The coconut comes with a spoon you can use to peel the coconut inside
I could not leave Thailand without trying the Thai massage. I went to the sopened air ocean view spa where there were three sort of tents. The tents had a big platform big enough to fit 10 bed places which stood at about 0,5 m high, bamboo poles a bamboo roof, looking like a house roof and reed on top. The sides of the tent were opened, but some plastic curtains were rolled up ready to be used in case of rain or wind. The first tent was for massage, the second was for the ladies who were massaging and third was for some workers building another tent.
I went for the classic Thai massage and it was an interesting, sometimes hurtful and scary experience. Sometimes I did not know if I should be afraid, cry or laugh. I escaped safe and sound and probably I will not try it soon, but I had to see how it is. This was my view during the massage.
During the 1 hour massage it started thundering and a storm starts. The second one today, but unlike the first one which lasted about 3 minutes,
this one did not stop even after we took off for Doha, my home in the dessert. Everybody gathers in the other two tents but us and out massage ladies. I really think I am in paradise. The curtains are now down and I hear the sound of the rain hitting them. On the two still opened sides of the tent I see the rage of the nature, the palm trees resisting the rain and glittering under the thick rain.
I’ve always loved rain. Rain, and water in general, washes it all and leaves us more pure. This holiday is a blessing and brought a great deal of peace in my interior. I have charged myself with the force of the ocean. I looked at the roots of the trees, I have seen the sun, the rain, the sunrise, the ocean, I’ve followed the ants, listened to the birds and the wind, I talked to the kind people. I accepted the endless power of the universe and of our creator. What I’m leaving is unique, a lifetime investment that no market crash can take it away.
And when this could not get better, when I landed back in Doha, the schedule for my next month was released, like a colleague said here you live Christmas every month (the schedule is issued on the 24th of each month). Curious where I’m taking you next month?