journey home

i was a little boy
alone in my little world
who dreamed of a little home for me

i finalised my asia trip this afternoon. i booked all my flights six months ahead of my scheduled departure and i've learnt one thing, time is money. i left my return flights to melbourne via HK, KL for this week and it cost me $150 extra than it would have if i had booked it 10 days before. but thankfully it is all settled and paid for now. i will be travelling to malaysia, singapore, vietnam, cambodia, china, hong kong and macau during the months of july, august and september. and i'm going to be travelling alone. why?

i want to feel things.
i want to see the places ive studied in history class or only seen in picture books.
i want to take a series of photo stills of the most amazing places in the world which i'll keep my heart.
i want to ride the rollercoaster of emotions that you get when your travelling alone.
i want to take a step into someone's life; watch their day unfold and understand how their values are built upon the same social construct as per mine.
i want to enter into my headspace and find where my home in this world is.

this trip is also a back to front journey, recording the footsteps of how my parents travelled on their route to australia via china, cambodia and vietnam. i want to visit the cities they grew up in, the roads they took as foreigners and really understand that when fate deals you an unlucky card, you have to learn to deal with it. and after this trip i think i will appreciate the place i am at in this big world.