tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859630543071726897.post2752489272886176964..comments2023-06-27T02:08:44.750-07:00Comments on ciaransgapyear: The final third ...Ciaranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13020007990416558279noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859630543071726897.post-55184728268631596912010-09-03T11:18:23.872-07:002010-09-03T11:18:23.872-07:00(Yes, I’ve learnt to post comments…)
And am catch...(Yes, I’ve learnt to post comments…)<br /><br />And am catching up on your blog in retrospect – is great to read such honesty. And also quite comforting – when I had my break back home, before coming back out to Spain and all the scariness of no job and nowhere to lived (and rapidly dwindling funds) – I was most afraid while at home with me lovely ma and pa. Horrid fear, and dreadful nightmares, blah de blah. <br /><br />And then, once you get on and make the changes – it goes, and is replaced with the thrill of being happy with yourself, and what you’re doing. <br /><br />(And in the spirit of honesty – there’s nowt daring about this one. I’ve swapped the bike and insane luggage for a laptop, so now have radio 4. Nothing bad can ever happen while you’re listening to The Archers ;-)Mand Maderahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12439889227531516381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859630543071726897.post-34625078630745299532010-08-28T04:29:23.249-07:002010-08-28T04:29:23.249-07:00Thanks Charlie,
And you know me ... coming home t...Thanks Charlie,<br /><br />And you know me ... coming home two or three months early is not going to happen!<br /><br />It's funny, though, when things go wrong on your travels you suddenly want to be back among familiar places and faces. And yet, once you get through the bad days, good days will always follow.<br /><br />In Penang, I was sick, on strong antibiotics, out of phone or laptop contact and very much alone, plus staying in a kip of a hostel. Two days later, I was bounding through the wonderful rainforest in the Cameron Highlands.<br /><br />In A Coruna, I felt very much alone and sad, and haunted by ghosts of my past. Two nights later, I was moshing to Public Enemey, my favourite hip-hop band of all time and enjoying the start of a fantastic four day fiesta.<br /><br />It's all about getting through the 'down' days, the blues, and coming through to the other side. <br /><br />I will probably be sipping a beer in Panama on Tuesday or Wednesday night, with some wierd and wonderful new people, wondering what all my anxiety was about!<br /><br />Thanks for your heartfelt advice and see you at Xmas.Ciaranhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13020007990416558279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859630543071726897.post-47466663139731702822010-08-27T16:13:32.898-07:002010-08-27T16:13:32.898-07:00I admire your honesty, and your self-awareness. Th...I admire your honesty, and your self-awareness. This fear is pure tiredness. A million new experiences, and then a visit to the familiar that seemed so slightly unfamiliar. Think of how many new experiences you encountered during a month in the newsroom, and then think of a day, any day, in the last few months. It's a lot to take in, and it takes an energetic and emotional toll. <br /><br />But you're so right to be excited. Unless you seek it there is no such thing as travelling alone, and those robbers are in Dublin, Rome, New York everywhere. <br /><br />Imagine what it was like for Helen Keller, and just as you have put the Irish moans of poverty into perspective, think of her and her courage and you'll wonder what on earth you were worried about.<br /><br />And never forget mate, this journey is of your choosing, and you have the absolute right to continue or return whenever you wish. and keep blogging about your travels - I'm hooked!Charlie Adleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17063071455000195762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859630543071726897.post-80633783539188216702010-08-27T07:00:12.184-07:002010-08-27T07:00:12.184-07:00Thanks a million, Pat,
And I know you are dead ri...Thanks a million, Pat,<br /><br />And I know you are dead right! If anything, writing this piece has been therapeutic and suddenly I'm excited and not afraid. My aim with the blog is to be as honest as I can, because all my life I have glamourised travel after feeling I missed out for so long. <br /><br />It just amazes me how I, or anyone else, can let fear rule our lives. I spend five months in Thailand and then worry about three months in Central America. It's infuriating, but understandable too, I guess.Ciaranhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13020007990416558279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859630543071726897.post-25383324207103425122010-08-26T13:37:37.728-07:002010-08-26T13:37:37.728-07:00Ciaran,you wouldn't be normal if you weren'...Ciaran,you wouldn't be normal if you weren't a bit anxious or apprehensive about this next leg of your journey.The important thing is that you are going to do it anyway.When you're out there doing your thing,fear won't cross your mind.You are right though,when you say fear can get the better of us anywhere if we let it.Remember though,fear can't live where there is faith.Best of luck!Keep us posted.<br />Pat.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04918046904962404769noreply@blogger.com