1. - 4. day - Thailand (Phuket)

I'm sitting in a bus to Vienna an thinking. Thinking, what path is in front of me. Than I realized that I failed again. I tried to make my backpack under 15 kilos weight and of course I got over 20. But what could I expected when I start with packing for two years journey just few hours before I left?

To got to Phuket from Vienna took 14 hours with one stop. During this time I was almost all the time sleeping. At the begging I started watching movies but after first scenes I fell asleep.

Waiting at Vienna Airport

Sunset from bird perspective

I was kinde of lucky because I did't start this trip alone. My friend Erik wanted to visit Thailand for a long time, so he join me with smile on his face. From airport it took just 4 hours to got in our hostel in Patong Beach.

First meeting with Erik in Thailand

Is it a mess and chaos? No, it's just Asia style

The busiest street in Patong

Evening chilling on the beach with few beers

Fried rice in pineapple

Great deep fried squid

Maybe not luxury but for me the best place where to go eat

Patong beach

Not bad right?

Last thing what i saw before I fell asleep

This is my kingdom = freedom

First two days we were only eating, sleeping and swimming in the see. We are not lazy but we know how to enjoy our lives.

Here we are... professional relaxer

Scoters are everywhere

One day I went to explore city and my first checkpoint was local fish market. Plenty of seafood and other stuff.

Moving restaurant

Cheers guys... natural coconut is so refreshing 

Beggining

I was dreaming for a long time to do this. But it was always more like a dream. Something, what exist only in my fantasy. Today I know, that follow your dreams and make them true is hard path, which use to be even harder before the end because people are use to change. Last weeks I was every single second thinking, if this is right decision. Everything was set up to go but my the strongest emotion was fear. Not fear of danger on unknown, because I've always been attracted in this. Fear of separation, loss and maybe loneliness. It was so close to not go anywhere, but now I'm sitting in a bus and leaving my hometown. I'm going alone around the world and everything what I need I have in my backpack. Crying goodbye are behind me and after I'll see most of the world so after 2 years I'll looking forward for crying welcome.