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Being a stupid tourist in Japan
I was so afraid of being offensive and that my tattoos would scare the Japanese grannies. Until an old lady came to me, touched the tattoo on my arm, smiled and told me in Japanese that it was scary.
Memento mori
Imagine, if this is the moment that we look back to as the first sign we got of my illness? After months of treatment, I’m laying pale in the hospital clothes and we think about this exact moment. How immortal we felt, how naïve we were?
Doing nothing
“Oh, so you had a little break from travelling, that’s nice!” I flashed an awkward smile as I thought to myself my life wasn’t exactly something I needed a break from. How the conversation made it sound like even travelling was work I was obligated to do and needed a vacation from.
Travel Thoughts 