It’s dangerous to play the what-if game, but my biggest regret when it comes to my trip to Asia: that I didn’t grab at the offer to travel with this really amazing girl from Chile when she invited me to join her further north in Thailand. Instead I went back to Chiang Mai.
With her went my dream of forming a badass all female travel group through Southeast Asia…
Then again maybe if I had gone of this detour, I would have never have gone to Japan and met the people I did there, which would have been a shame. In the end, you can’t change the past, but you can learn from it! (I’ve become one of those motivational fridge magnets)
On my last day in Tokyo, I did get a small taste of what traveling with women might have been like, when I spent the day with Kelly and Caitlin. Praise the company of women.
Tokyo is a strange city. It wasn’t at all how I pictured it, but that’s all part of the charm. I ended up falling in love. There were beautiful parks, so many different areas to explore and even the train system started to make some sense (and by that I mean I finally figured out how to get back to my hostel from almost anywhere).
Everyone here makes me feel like a frizzy, unfashionable slob.
But in all seriousness the fashion here is one of my favorite parts. It’s really fun to just people watch, because everyone’s style is different.
Some days you spend sobbing under a pavilion sipping jar sake, others you meet the people whose weird compliments yours, and those days can only be described as magical.
You hang out for a couple days, and then you say good bye, but you know it won’t be forever. These are the kind of people you will see again.