Thailand: Week at a peak #1
Not my usual writing style, more of a diary and some musings of my first week in Thailand.
Day 1 – migraine hangover. Slept in. Moseyed on down the beach where my bungalow is for the month. Dodged the tropical showers and storm. Ate yummy Thai food – start as I mean to go on.
Day 2 – jet leg recovery. Late getting up again. Gentle strolls on the quietest beach. Slept on and off in a hammock all day, woke myself up snoring several times! Watched the gorgeous sunset. Felt a big energy shift before bed.
Realisation: I wouldn’t be sat here as a solo traveller, on my own, using chop sticks, if it weren’t for my past experiences. The good, the bad and the ugly.
Day 3 – no more lie-ins. It gets dark at 6:30pm, I want to make the most of it. Alarm set for 6:30am every day. Off for a jaunt I go. The recommended Coffee Boat doesn’t open ‘til 9am so I keep walking. Ahhh this is the main beach Klong Muang – now we’re talking. Lots of stops for writing, 2 socials posts and a blog. Sea swims and home in time for sunset.
Made the big decision to cut my trip short by 2.5 weeks and return home mid Feb. I’ve been nudged towards doing this since first booking flights back in September. I chose to ignore the initial nudge to book fully flexible flights so I could change the date if required so its cost me an extra £600 for the privilege. I’d reached a point where I could no longer ignore the guidance towards choosing this as an option. I’ll have to write some longer form content on this one because within hours of making this call, a new opportunity opened up to me. Felt a strong connection between making this change, allowing myself to dream a little and it being directly linked to me being able to say a fully embodied yes.
Day 4 – 2 blogs and a socials post written before brunch. The inner writer in me is unleashed – unravelling in blog no.2 (I’ll share this one in a couple of weeks). Another long day out, 3 trips booked, a few clothes items bought (I came with so little).
Deeply connected with there being a reason I came here on my own and that I am meant to be here alone.
I admire my own confidence to go off, explore, walk for miles, all by myself. If the Amber of old could see me now...
Day 5 – rest day from writing – just this one post. I love writing so much, but as a top performer and high achiever (exceptionally common in migraine sufferers), I must remember to take rest breaks (which I find hard to do). Trip 1 of 3 – EPIC experience visiting 4 islands on a long boat. This is what I came for.
Day 6 – rest day. Stayed local and out of the sun as much as I could. Overdone it by being out all day the previous 3 days. Shared a blog as feeling behind and readers are waiting. Still putting the pressure on myself even though I have no one to answer to or any time constraints – went to bed with head not feeling so good.
Day 7 – rest day. Met an English-speaking person, Manchester born lived in Amsterdam and Thailand for 30 years. He tells me the centipede I found in my bathroom is poisonous – standing on it or getting bit by it would put me in hospital. Watch out for the scorpions too. Loving it here, having the time of my life, but can tell I’ll be ready for home when the time comes.
Ended up having a really challenging day emotionally. It took me all day to break the cycle of doom I got myself caught up in. I’d have put off doing the work if I could, but it was work that had to be done in order to avoid a full blown attack.
3rd blog written detailing this, what happened and how I turned it around so I remained attack free. Will share it here in a few weeks time.
Loved reading this Amber. On your day 5 - your rest day you could choose to journal in a more playful way - exploring colours or words or fiction if it serves you. Cx