“Lay down your sweet and weary head.”
There once was a boy who packed his things. All those things, he believed he needed in New Zealand. Did he know what was waiting for him? Not really. He did know where he went and what were his plans there, but he didn’t know how it would work out.
In Bangkok, he packed his bag for the last time. The great burden, the treasure of goods and memories, which should arrive at home safely.
524 days it has been…
In the beginning of December 2014 he did not know, where he would be today. He didn’t know, who he would text with today. He didn’t know, for whose lives he would care today. He didn’t know, which places he would’ve called his home. He didn’t know, how the journey would change him. He didn’t know, how hard he would long to go home one day.
He didn’t know, how very satisfied he would stand at the end of his journey. At the airport in Bangkok. Having bought some coffee off his last money. The song in his head.
Soon he will be home. He will close his arms around his family. He would stay there. He will look at many things from a new perspective. He will value invitation, the food at home and his relatives and friends far more.
He will sit quietly in his nice room and ponder about the past time. He will write to his friends, tell them how happy he is to have gotten to know them.
He will realise, how wonderful and with great fortune his long journey had been blessed…
He will be able to relax. He won’t have that pressure, to experience something everyday just because you are on this trip. He will put away his belongings neatly and only take the things needed on the journeys to come. He won’t have to give away the keys to his home. He will hold his nephew tight. He will tell many people about his journey.
Some day he will have the chance to put the freshly made memories of Bangkok in line with the whole journey. He will wonder, how little he saw of this city. But the quiet before the trip home was just soothing…
He will be able look at the pictures and think back…
Now my time is up. I have seen 5 countries, some more thoroughly, some more hastily… I have lived in the most different of places. I have shot 45.000 pictures, more than 38.000 of those in New Zealand. I have won countless friends on my journey. I have told you in over 100 blog posts about my time abroad and I will continue writing. As of now, the possibly most important part of my journey begins…
“What can you see on the horizon?”
