Well we're back to where my journey in the blogosphere began - Kuala Lumpur International Airport. We flew out of Phnom Penh at 11am this morning and had a good, uneventful flight. A bit of turbulence and some prawns in my lunch were the only slight issues encountered.
We've had an iced coffee at Starbucks and watched Date Night in the movie lounge. Now we're watching Jelena play in the Sports Lounge. They use the word 'lounge' pretty freely around here. There really is no lounge to speak of... Just four tellys and some couches in the middle of the large corridors that meet with each departure gate.
Probably the most interesting part of the day was watching a film crew do their work in different parts of the airport. We're not sure but we think they might have been shooting a commercial. There were four guys dressed in glitter suits and hats and covered in glitter from head to toe. Em did some searching on the net to try and track down who the 'star' was - no such luck but he looked Indian to me. He is probably huge in another country.
Jelena just lost :( Obviously my fist pumping didn't help.
Lleyton is coming up next, not sure if we'll get to watch it all. Our flight leaves at 9:40pm.
I love the fact that you can be on the other side of the world and be watching sport live! Em is pretty chuffed too. I just asked Em if she was chuffed... she said, 'Do I look chuffed?'.
I was thinking about the traffic today in Phnom Penh on our way to the airport - party because I thought our taxi driver was going to kill us. But perhaps as a metaphor for life... just go with me on this.
There are lanes to guide everyone but not everyone sticks to them. People accommodate other people who are turning in, merging and/or cutting off. There are laws and there are traffic lights but in reality they're all optional - of course there are consequences if we don't do what's expected. The traffic stops, goes and at times moves very slowly. Sometimes it moves quickly. I saw a Yamaha R1 motorbike today - a bike that probably goes 300 kilometres per hour. Most of the traffic, even as it clears up only goes around 30-40 kilometres per hour. So not sure why you'd need an R1. There are expensive Lexus SUVs and cheap Daewoo Tico's - a car that we drove in last night that a tall person could sit in the back seat and still reach the pedals.
What's the 'traffic' like in your place at the moment? Moving too fast/slow? Are you going with it, or against the flow? Is your vehicle keeping up with the Joneses? Are you stopping at signposts in your life? Are you letting people in... are you being let in by others?
These are just thoughts spewing from my mind. Stream of conciousness if you like.
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| Sreytouch, Sophani, Naomi & us on our last night in Cambodia |
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| Flick, Lauren (friends that we met through T.A.B) & Em @ KLIA |
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I think I was a bit delirious at the time of writing... well that's my excuse. Now, back in Ballarat there is still much to process from our trip. I was continually amazed at how the traffic just worked despite no-one appearing to follow any rules, using indicators or taking any notice of road signs. I wondered if we had a day with no traffic lights would it just work too or would we descend into chaos? I tend to lean towards the latter... and I wonder what it says about our society (or maybe what it says about me?).
Anyway I have rambled enough. Thank you if you took the time to read my blog. I appreciated the positive comments and I found it to be a really enjoyable experience and something I can look back on any time I want to re-live our trip.
I may keep blogging but I feel like I need to do something interesting so I have something to type about.
