I am a twenty-eight year old married lady sitting in my high-rise condo in Bangkok. I have just arrived back from a two week trip to England, where my family will only just be sipping their morning cups of tea, talking about plans for New Years Eve. We don’t have plans. We are jet lagged, full of the usual English cold and too fat to move from all the cheese boards. The sun is starting to set here in Bangkok, hazy between the usual sky scrapers and the BTS sky train.
If someone had placed a crystal ball in the palm of my hands at the age of eighteen and said, “in ten years time you will have a home in London, said ‘yes’ and married a young man from Stoke, moved to Bangkok and given your cat, called Coco, to your Granny forever”, I think I would have laughed a bit and cried a lot. I would have cried like a baby if that same crystal ball told me that I would not see my family and friends for months and months, maybe even years, on end. For the record, I still cry and it doesn’t seem to get much easier.
But here I am, a twenty-eight year old married lady sitting in my high-rise condo in Bangkok…
I wanted to gather some travel photographs of inspiration to close this year. They act as a memo of why we took this leap of faith, why we told ourselves ‘chin up’ many a time and why we just got on with what we needed to do, both as professionals in our careers and as human beings, ‘hartsinthailand’, exploring something a bit different to the norm.
HAPPY NEW YEAR all over the world!