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I in back in Phnom Penh. What a tour! I took a night bus from Siem Reap to Koh Kong. The bus was directly (I had to change trains and wait over an hour) and loungers Sleeper, that is, right, like the glossy photograph showed. No, nothing for extension, a normal bus. I slept surprisingly well and long. Prepare for ever the day after the long flight before. Tomorrow I fly back to Kuala Lumpur first. The bus put me not off in Koh Kong, but to the Thai border in the pouring rain with ankle-deep water, roads and taxis required insane amounts, but they recognized the difficulty of the situation. A Japanese in the late forties, told in the end with me and even paid the tuk-tuk ride. Only problem was that he liked me so much that he me in the afternoon throughout the area on a motorcycle was looking for. Would have been good, he would have spoken English. I felt a little unnett him not to give my full attention and company. For this, I chatted in the evening with an alcoholic who says of himself that he is an alcoholic and likes a German join out who has married a Cambodianerin and wants to be an Australian Buddhist monk. Too much bad karma I can not accumulate have when I get such nice company instead of the Japanese.

In Koh Kong, I borrowed a mountain bike and cycled to the mangrove forest. The trees with their roots in water and form a labyrinth of small islands in the area and are important in order to keep the soil as well as shrimp and fish build their nests there. Looks nice, even when it poured again, which in the rainy season is normal. I was once again bathed in mud, is always clear. Long I sat there and looked at the water in the hope of a freshwater Irrawaddy Mekong River with dolphins or even seen. Very rare, very funny to see. They gave me no chance because of the rain and I saw actually no. But I decided the day to simply enjoy leisurely to sit and talk for hours listening to Ajahn Brahm, the one I have selected for the current guru. His speeches Buddhism can be downloaded free of charge. They are funny and wise and very educational. Buddhism is every bit of knowledge I to win attractive to me. So much is consistent with my experience and I like the undogmatic oriented experience - should find the natural sciences, that the Buddhist teachings are wrong. Since it seems not to threaten wild type, it is more of a - Try it! I believe that Buddhism makes me just fun and I would not expect from a religion and therefore so far kept me right away.

I think now of course over to Germany to go. If I am a little in the mood to want to go further, I see Germany as just another country on my life journey. As I have just changed me, I can probably only really tell when I talk with old friends, with my beloved, well-known woods walk. But I can take stock.
I feel balanced, a little tired of all the many actions which I have prescribed to me every day, but also quiet. I am who I am and care about less and less about what others think of me. I know more what is important to me. The generosity, the humanity, the fun and no beer Ernst (life is much too important to be taken seriously is, I think Oscar Wilde said). In general "deadly serious", while it is said always, beer is funny. Hm, it's wonderful for me to not drink or take drugs. Do I just do not like pubs and nightclubs to meet people and just as little a (big) car and a giant apartment for which I would only work harder, more ballast, more cleaning. I must not show through things, who I am. I am absolutely good enough. But I want the snow which I've missed most of all, the ski trips, the quiet, vast mountains in the snow. I think about snow trips to the north after. A year in the snow-wow! That's always been me.
I am flexible. Goes to sleep almost anywhere, I deal with nearly every man in any good relationship, a life without chocolate and milk products is possible (though not necessary), being alone is nice, company is great.
But I'm also less flexible, tenacious in some ways. I really do not want the middle of a big city, I like nature, I will talk to me three less. No matter who wants me where I do my thing. Very stubborn, even worse than before.
I have the full confidence that everything will be fine, no matter how things develop. I am very happy to have found out about it that I may go in outdoor education and will and I have a feeling that the study of philosophy ultimately led here, work and above all the travel. I have long, long sought, and will do what I have found at least for a long time. I'm emotional, incredibly touched as many completely new people I met who apparently did nothing more than to help me in various ways. I'm looking for burning a religion, which I used to be rather unimportant. I can only say I have no regrets. What a trip, what a feast. Of course it was hard to wash the many dishes to be shaken by Leo sometimes right and me here and because in a bit lonely. But I have learned so much. Everything is possible when I first would decide to do something. It does not matter what anyone says, it's my life. Sure, I'm pretty broke, when I come home. With money it is easier, but not just another new experience, unless I finally returned my very probably significant Australian and New Zealand's tax and pension payments get. I have found jobs in New Zealand and Australia, as is already in Germany and open up a. For information I am more than grateful and open to all! Operation, washing dishes, writing, help out, clean, chic walking around or not, I have also well established that not all I am. This is a job I do, a small segment of my life, but not my identity. How many times have I heard the question but in Germany, what I do and because they wanted to hear from my job. The fact that I'm studying philosophy, has often led to a condescending look and the question "And what do you do with it?". Some people were honest and sincere curiosity, many wanted to demonstrate superiority seemed to me. Comes and goes all the offices and the suits, the chic car and house. Are they happy, is the question. Some yes, some no, some people find the question already obscene.
The world and the people - I can not differently than they love and am therefore far more interest than before. History, geography, these are suddenly interesting areas for me. A wonderful adventure, twenty months, which I do look back very intense and varied. What a celebration!
I will miss this blog, but convert it into a book and see what happens. If I can turn on a publisher, excellent. If not, I have written down my memories in a book that is also a very good experience. I have already a number of readers who want to get it sent immediately.
thank all my wonderful readers who have supported me so much with her advice and comments. of my friends really not disappointed. I knew that your class are, and will not betray me, just because I'm at the other end of the world. This is not, of course, I've heard some travelers complain that they receive from home qualities with incomprehension or equal to no more messages. For me, confirmed that one is near, whom you love, this is where the separation is not much. I will probably miss
the daily new and unknown. I liked to be busy always, the answers my energy level, even though I see now how important it is for me, again and again simply to sit still and do nothing. But alas, there are so many new adventures and there are particular to you, which I have so not seen. I can not wait, you miss a cuddle and talk once again too much!
I leave for Kuala Lumpur, from my nice bed at the Lithuanian Ruta in Phnom Penh to my nice bed at Angel. Did not I good?

The small Hunderl traveled in the pocket in the luggage compartment on the bus. It came with a large family in a small tuk-tuk and incredibly much luggage bags to the bus stop and was transported in the luggage compartment, where it had to endure the unvisited six hours. But he was before the trip and just simply adorable gently as I stroked him and just after the ride. I did when we took a break, the Dog into the fresh air dry, but it can not even English. A weak excuse, so it feels. When I saw him in Phnom Penh again extensively stroked, the father came to the family and said that you like dog, you have it. He is a very special dog, something dear. But I can not take a dog on my flights. I would have done smoothly, it would be possible, but with all of the quarantine, I had not intended to fly. I wish him a good life, sigh and think of him. Poor guy ...

I hope you still feel like the episode "Bliss temple in Angkor," which is almost done here and hopefully tomorrow will appear. The temples have me with enthusiasm almost from Radl torn and this happens at any Tourimussmonumenten almost never the case. You remember that I have not even gone to the Taj Mahal in India.

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Bliss on a stick in Angkor







Angkor - there is this important! Sights!, You must not miss as a tourist. I've often loosely lies ignored. What I have to hang around the Taj Mahal, if I can get to know the nicest and Indians may enjoy fine cuisine? Nevertheless, I went to the temple tour, partly because it is a huge thing so, and partly because I was curious. I took a cycling (1 dollar a day) and celebrated my independence by pedal I profiled in my pace throughout the day. At first it looked like it, as would be the Finn off the bus Aila join me, but then decided it for a tuk-tuk and I believe it was all right. She's cute but a little complicated. Angkor Wat, I got the usual tourist sensation. Even large and impressive, but there are more exciting. But then, Bayon, a temple of the other group. I was thrilled, blown away, not to mention the socks. More than 218 man-sized faces are to have me as smiled on all sides and they were definitely real! What a pleasure! I sat down, drew and enjoyed. After that I was full of energy, ran and climbed over large stones to hill temples and could not get enough. I stayed three days and nciht only two and left me on the last day drive to the remote Hermitenort, where figures were carved from huge stones in nature, crocodiles in the water and smiling ladies and even a frog. I was happy. What a playground with all the big trees and roots that grow above the temple and to the side. Tomb Raider was filmed here, who has seen it. Children wanted me turn on scarves and flutes, I did not buy, even if they threatened me with her truancy, but gave a bit of a nearby Wasienhaus. joked with the temple children I seemed to prefer, and somehow this is also valued. Be sure to look at the temple, who is in the area!

was the evening I am here with Aila to one of the popular and cheap giant aquariums. konmmen The fish and nibble off dead skin cells. Ticklish and funny and is even used in treatment of atopic dermatitis, a tuition student told me once.

I'm a little bit in love with Cambodia. Here I learned to smile. Ohja, I'm mostly good things and I laugh a lot. But I've rarely taken with human contact, as I smiled at her. Now this is different. Everyone smiles at me, waves, greets the further away from the tourists, the wider the smile. And I smile. No matter what age and sex, I smile even on the Cows. It worked a half-grown calf has let him stroke me. I am invited to teach in an orphanage as a volunteer. I would not have to pay loads of money, go through shady organizations, I could get help easily. On my bus I saw huts without doors. I suppose you have anything anyway, what you can steal, which makes life in these villages but considerably easier. I see the value of possessions. Good new doctrine.

A funny thing is the motor driver here. You have a motorcycle, like most people in the city and therefore made it a profession, People driving course, especially tourists through the area. Now they can read but not often and have really no idea where that is. So it may be that you make clear information on the card and indicated the gentlemen still have no clue where the road is the largest city. Usually I know exactly how to find breaks forth and yell to the driver's ear, while I gesticulate wildly in either direction. This can result in some roundabout way, because men do not always want to hear, but ultimately leads to the goal. And that we may sometimes just run them seems very understandable, but does not matter if I "tuktuk" nachschreien, I cry "Walk Walk and run large steps back into the air. Even when it comes to money the tourists go - I'm always seen as a person and it's always time to enjoy themselves a bit too common on the situation.

And then there is always poverty. begging Buddhist monks (but which should actually get any money, but just food, you should give them anything, I've learned), old men and women without social security, small, dirty and not dirty children, orphanages. Who deserves supplies, like the whole family, and seven dollars a day so it should be so. You never know what you get on the next day. This is a Limbo. Whom do? Thank a bit, I decided. Partly because it gives me all the more fun. Of course I had to work too hard for my money, but I earned with my plate laundering $ 14 per hour after taxes and pension deductions. To help someone feels great to give someone money, pulling out at the next corner are brand new phone is a bit slanted. An Australian babbles at me that I should help him, he did leave his bag in the bus was sleeping, now everything is gone. I referred him via his message to lonely planet and was proud. This is compassionate, but I simply did not believe him. A Westerner in Cambodia should not beg, which is the Cambodian opposite really nciht fair.

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When Nature: I finally get my Malaysiarueckblick. Therefore, the following new blog as this one. I am in Cambodia and think of Malaysia.

In the Cameron Highlands, I enjoyed the coolness and was quite in Wanderlust. Joe and Stephanie, my bed neighbors in the dorm, which simply and cleanly gave the impression of a military camp and hike Scott, a roommate with a couple from Hawaii that is on a one-year honeymoon, we were so loud that most cruel of all sentences of the blog. Strawberry farms a small peak in the rain forest and a discussion on-well as even-Buddhist-sufficiency made the stay very pleasant. Joe studied math and it was a real pleasure to discuss again with someone long and wide, who thinks so mercilessly and structured. Interestingly, here again is that I moved ever closer to return home, the more people meet, which are also very rooted in the thinking and Unidasein. I guess I have a desire for such discussions sent to the universe and will now delivers rich. And I could run endllich for coolness and appropriate road again, which I still taking home a good Portiönchen pleasure and relaxation. I booked a ticket

gene Perhentianinseln in the north-east Malaysia, and then learned of my future in the next bed, that she met a Dutchman with a rental car, which led to it, and I would like to join me. Ticket returned Dutchman contacted and already I was sitting in the car with Paula, Robin and the Frenchman Ali, who probably moved eight sets of three days with me and slept in particular. Robin however, told me in the car his life story, from Ingenieurtum, his "awakening" as a social being in the working holiday in Australia and his job for ASML, the small print lines to memory cards, if I understand correctly. The smaller, the more space on the card. Unfortunately, it was back in the Perhentians very hot that I had but my most impressive snorkeling trip, the Paula and Robin paid a century sunburn. I wanted the same from the start and did not go with my long surf shirt into the water, and I patted me secretly and sometimes openly on the unburned shoulders. We saw two large turtles and a good swimmer I set for them and have half a boat and group enthusiasm completely lost sight of. Swimming with five sharks was a little bit frightening, I had my period and thought of the old doctrines that a drop of blood can be felt by a shark at fifty yards away. But no, the reef shark does not bite, I had been reported vague. This time I was still not the last in the boat. And then of course the long skinny fish, clown fish, which disappear in the anemone, a zealous Crab and parrot fish. I had bought bananas for feeding and was always in a very large flock of black and white striped fish, sometimes even tried my fingers. What life looks gorgeous from under water! Very happy I was when I saw put in an early morning run a Monitor Lizard in the bush. The animals are so large as crocodiles, but shy and not dangerous. Very, very impressive!

went to our island trip Robin, Paula and I went to Taman Negara, the largest protected Jungles of Peninsular Malaysia (part of Borneo is also Malaysia). For three days we spent wandering and stayed in two cabins. The first was only accessible by crossing a hip-deep river. The way there was the wet, in the return path of the river was very strong. Too strong for me and I recommended Robin and Paula, but together, crossing his arm around her hips and shoulders. Paula found the good, Robin tried to go it alone. And of course he fell backwards, which gave him a wet sleeping bag for the next night and meant that he was calling me. Without luggage I crossed back and rescued Robin. Of course it was a little laugh is spared because of macho maverick want to be ... The best thing about the jungle, the animals, who would have thought it. I have seen especially giant ants and ants just such roads, where the gentlemen are in tens side by side a busy street. The giant ants, about 2 cm go it alone. Most impressive was not what I saw, but what I heard. You really can rightly speak of a jungle symphony. The gibbons are great and I like to imitate at home. She prefers to have me in the wilderness as Betty, the Gibbondame that blared but more powerful than I was at Kaefigschrubben. Since flying fire flies and bees in the cabin and it rustles and stomps and sings everything somehow. Sorry, no elephant, nor a tiger, but at least once again omnipresent And long-tailed squirrel, for so they called in German. While hiking I can remember and I felt free.

Other than that I now buzzes rather the head - many, many new people and stories to which I want to get involved working fine, new countries, customs, images, heat, and also the whole time so I will have a full program, so it goes around. .. I'll probably take a first in Germany, two days or weeks sitting under a tree or to curl up in a monastery.

After our jungle trip we went to Kuala Lumpur, where Robin deposing me and Paula. We looked at the huge Batu Caves, where again once cheeky macaques and in the evening, Paula and I shopped in Chinatown. I replaced my slippers and really ersetzungsbeduerftige T-Shirts by good imitations of popular brands and feasts on Reisknoedeln again, my beloved fruits (jack fruit mangosteen, rambutan and durian after smelling onion) and the ubiquitous fried noodles. And the next day I moved from my dorm to Angel on the couch. The rest is history, I hope.

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And now Cambodia



Cambodia. I'm feeling like home. In the airport in Kuala Lumpur, I looked around me. I wanted entertainment. I sat opposite a man who seemed to observe me driving distances throughout the airport and I'm happy, that's my Man we came to a very lively conversation, which ended only two and a half hours later in Phnom Penh when I lost him from sight. On the plane I just sat down on the free seat next to Rod. That was one of those encounters, which remind me of good books (actually it should probably be the other way around): I meet someone, click to speak immediately and you have the same feeling you know each other for ages and gets into a very private yet very funny a conversation. Rod from Canada travels in his sabbatical year by the world and writes a book, incidentally, is to make clear that business is not always bad. No wonder he is professor of management in Quebec. I have his email address and phone number his hostess, but we have been unable to meet again today. But he sent me to an orphanage run by smiling sisters, who received me with the same name. Rod must have been sure that I would show up on his advice there. Tomorrow I will work there as a volunteer and am looking forward to it. When I appeared, just wanted more children are taken for a ride. You need lots of love, I was told they were coming from very difficult circumstances.

the morning I had spent strolling to 'seeing hands'. There do blind masseurs knead and a most pleasant for seven dollars through. It supports it benefits and relaxation. I want someone constantly herumchauffieren with his scooter or tuk tuk. It creates one, to persuade me to drive, he naturally requires three times the normal price and I have recently learned a lot over the action. I let go 3km to S21, a school that was converted into a torture Institute, was a Khmer Rouge in power. The photos of all the people that have been killed, went very close to me (whom they did not?) And of course I immediately thought of our concentration camps, which seem so obvious parallel. I read a story and see Cambodias in particular, that between 1975 and 1979 a quarter of the population for an oblique communism was extinguished.

Every Cambodian has therefore lost friends and relatives at this time. The predominantly Buddhist country reacted but almost paradoxical: I've rarely seen people who have more fun. In the museum, the guards were playing with a group of other men with the hackysack and I graduated from. As usual, they laughed themselves wrong about my throwing and pass skills - you laugh like the Westerners here. That to me is just right and I made my Scherzchen. One lives in the moment and takes pleasure in life. But that should also draw little environmental consciousness after what I find, however unfortunate, but until now the absence of environment, as capital has not seen have. And that one does not always throw the trash in the bucket, this is not new and certainly not worse than in other Southeast Asian countries. And certainly better than in India. There are after all trash! The moment in life probably has a lot to do with the Buddhist background, where it is believed that the only essential and ultimately only existing time is now. Already over ... Laughter is important, especially in difficult times. What we often take us too seriously. I look forward to more Cambodia!

A further bonus is again a nice couch. Ruta makes me stay in her apartment. She and her friend teach English and social studies here. Ruta has not studied any of them, once learned in school and in social studies she has worked over the weekend. Both are from Lithuania, speak very good English and are happy to talk to everyone and everything and especially interested in the good life. Very nice, simple host with the setting, which can be shared should be shared.

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chaos in Kuala Lumpur and Buddhist detachment Gene true happiness

Kuala Lumpur's public transport ranks with me about at the level of xylitol chewing gum. Last disintegrates into small pulpy parts that remain stuck to the teeth. The minty flavor does not do safe bet. Public transport is very opaque. There are men who study something - as I design the infrastructure of a city? Are unemployed and I'm running like a chicken from one station to another, which really should be one, but in this case Post a miles apart lies. Of course, no signs of hopping meter deep holes in the concrete. A particularly clever trick is that completely different stations have different lines of the same name. And on the maps, the lines are different colors. Tickets can not be bought for the whole trip, but must purchase a new ticket again and again, to then proceed to the next little train. Very, very interesting for a capital, which normally would not go out of style. It is so modern that there is sometimes no footpaths and you really have to take a taxi for five yards away. And there also are tourists, people with serious jobs that nciht even necessarily want to drive a car, then do it but because you want to invest not always 2 hours for 5 km. Interesting.

Kuala Lumpur was again good, varied food, cheap shopping for sportswear copies, Crocs and flip-flops, a lot of concrete, lots of big shopping centers. And thank God, again a major Japanese bookstore Kinokuniya. As a professed bookaholic I spent my most relaxing hours and just decided to ignore the bad conscience. One must look at this and that but go and be a dutiful tourist. As it would be important to later even be able to say what I have scoured all.

Once again I have a very good time on my couch surfing couch. I sleep with Angel as a prince and had a nice hostess engineer. She was very patient as I because of public transport and congestion 2.5 hours later arrived at the appointed place, where they waited in the car with her sister. She also liked more couch surfers around the same time and in the apartment, which is so wonderfully normal west. This has the advantage of chocolate fondue and more company for me and especially the American, John, who has just begun the study of philosophy with a logic course was good entertainment. He asked for my opinion about this and that and everything and it seemed as if I should shake proofs of God and life instructions in a casual afternoon out of the sleeve. I enjoyed his honest curiosity, and that he has a few ideas concerning the philosophy, to me are themselves only too well known. We study and we have answers, such as too hasty conclusions are underneath, simple ideas of freedom and determination. I realized that I have just yet to make progress in all these years and I was again very clearly how much I love but this intellectual playground. A homage to the philosophy!

formulated flippant, I'm pretty on Buddhism trip. Lama Zopa Rinpoche gave his talks in Kuala Lumpur, so I had a bit of a hurry to come here. The good man was sitting in front of thousands of people estimated cleaned in two minutes behind his neck loudly into the microphone and appeared to be a total pleasure to have and laughed a lot. Actually, the Buddhist monks have a very humorous, very free and fun.

Now I am certainly accustomed to structured lectures and can not tell a lively anecdotes first estimate right. But since I was really looking forward to it, I decided to persevere. And actually - I was quite impressed. Ultimately, it all had a point.

The main point was that our education is lacking in the training of compassion. Anyone who sympathizes transported World Peace is doing, no animals and no sentient beings causing harm. Everyone has the ability to such for sympathy, just this ability to be formed only on.

The basic idea of my other readings is that all human life is suffering, sometimes more, sometimes less, sometimes obvious, sometimes hidden. The problem is that we are too attached to things or experiences, which I own and depend in general all worldly things and believe that we would bring relief from suffering. The only solution is to find happiness within themselves, to observe one's thoughts and noted that it is our thoughts on everything that happens, cause suffering and not the Things of the outside world. The same goes for happiness is not dependent on the outside - thus not depend too much on the circumstances.

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A loving, compassionate person heals others by simply existing. Lama Zopa Rinpoche Seeking happiness outside ourselves

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home country, what a task, a mini-summary of Buddhist insights. This can only go in your pants, white studied philosopher. Care. As far as my current knowledge, which can seriously tempted me to a month in the Tibetan mountains to meditate in a monastery. Auja, now's it!

And, KL, Kuala Lumpur as it shortens usual, I shot my planned tour around Malaysia. Was not planned, but very welcome, that I met Robin from Holland. He had worked in Singapore and chauffeured me and Paula, a girl from New Zealand from the Cameron Highlands to the port to the Perhentian Islands and from there into the jungle Taman Negara, and finally to Kuala Lumpur. Simply put: pure luxury to have such a driver. We came out quite good and had a good time together. What we have seen, I will report tomorrow before I fly to Cambodia and hopefully gentle landing in Phnom Penh on a new couch.

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Soon, soon

I have the blog lie fallow , Let gebs yes to. But soon, hopefully tomorrow I'll write fluke on foot, a Dutchman in the river in the jungle, the most beautiful snorkeling trip and my experience of Buddhism, which requires the well. Fun, excitement, fun and new insights. Will surely write it!