Life is filled with moments and those moments are the ones which makes our memory's. Time keeps moving forward, but what we're left with is the memory of the moments.
We've been in China a bit over two weeks now, but the time doesn't really matter, all you remember are the moments.
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| The moments of silence when you can't do anything but admire the view |
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| The moments of laughter when your hostel picks you up with this ride |
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| The moments dreaming about better bed and air conditioning |
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| The moments celebrating friends birthday |
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| The moments of new friendships |
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| The moments you wait an hour to get in and end up just being annoyed by how crowded it is |
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| The moments you spend hours hiking up in the middle of the forrest |
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| And the moments when you finally get there |
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| Despite the angry monkeys |
And the most recent moment, when after 2 months you have to say goodbye to your travel company. The moment when you walk the same road to the opposite way while all the moments you've shared together are flashing by your eyes.
But as things end, new things begin.
I'm sitting in a train and heading to my next destination; a temple in the wudang mountains, which will be my home for the next 2 weeks.
Feeling excited, curious and tiny bit scared, but most of all I feel gratitude for all the beautiful moments!
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| Route map so far |
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