Now this is a view I could wake up to everyday. I decided to book 4 nights in Northern Vietnam at a homestay in the middle of, well, nowhere. As of right now, I’m the only guest. I can hear the chatter of the family, the constant song a rooster makes, the laughter of children, crickets, and the occasional motorbike strolling by.
I only just arrived to the homestay today, the sun has set, I’ve eaten, and thankfully, I’m pretty exhausted. I have met so many great people on this journey so far… and I’m literally only 4 days into the entire thing. I don’t think this could have started out any better. I am so unbelievably grateful to be able to experience all of these things.
I’m a bit torn between wanting to disconnect completely and wanting to share every minute with those who are following my journey. Tomorrow, beyond posting stories, I’m going to try to keep off my phone. I’m in the middle of nowhere and I think I can walk in a straight line for a pretty long time without getting lost (let’s be real, I get lost going down my own driveway). Do you know that feeling you get when you don’t have your phone? Like you’re missing a limb? I hate the tension of not having my phone; it’s a bad feeling, but knowing that I have that dependence is even worse of a feeling. I want to rid that tension for good. I don’t want to feel like I need to be connected all the time. Regardless, I have a few days here… to sit in nature and spend time with myself and saying hello to locals.
Anyway, Instagram is turning into my blog, apparently. I’m going to shut up now so I actually have something to blog about tomorrow. How long have you disconnected for? How’d you do it? Throw your phone into an ocean? Doesn’t seem like a bad idea sometimes.