They are there in the streets, under the table, curled up under your chair, stretched out on the pavement, belly up in the middle of the road. They rest during the day, they run in the night, they have a scuffle amongst themselves. They swim, they play, they sleep again.
I guess that by exploring the world one collects a greater number of unusual stories than when staying put or at least that’s what I have been pondering about today and what has always enthralled me about travelling and living overseas.
The downside is that it becomes a bit of a bug.
Mostly it is the people and the interesting lives that I am after. That vibe that you sense when you talk to those who have had the courage to leave everything behind to follow a dream of their own; be it to try an adventure – like cycling around the world – or to start a new life. I always light up when the opportunity to peek into an adventurous life arises.
It’s our second day in Nai Yang (if we can count our arrival day, spent mostly sleeping, as our first day). Today is cloudy which means not as hot as yesterday. It is also a little bit breezy which makes it overall great for wandering around. We are a little bit jet-lagged so the day’s …