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Great Thailand Adventure: Day 0

It’s a queer feeling, seeing my large purple suitcase lying open again on my bedroom floor, bikinis and summer dresses strewn haphazardly across its depths. It’s been almost a year since I stowed it with fragments of my 2010 self in preparation for exchange in Taiwan. Folded stacks of winter clothing laid neatly next to trepidation and a palpitating heart.

Now that Hsinchu has come and gone, it doesn’t seem like as much of a big deal to answer the call of wanderlust, to uproot and skip town when fancy strikes. This adventure has been long awaited; nobody else I’d rather be travelling with.

Hello, Thailand. I’ll see you in a few hours and when I do, I hope among your thousand smiles you’ve got a spare one for me, and enough room to find a part of myself I never knew existed.