About a week after I’d booked my round the world in 17 days trip, I played some records at a party in Cannes. The party had been arranged by a production company I had got to know over an Easter break in Belgrade one time. At this party, I met a radio presenter from a South European country that I play quite a lot of music from. The person thought I was interesting and invited me on his program.
I didn't think that much about it at the time, but we stayed in touch. Later that same week, we spoke a bit about what we could do with the radio program. I explained about my coming travel plans and he immediately took the bait.
From sleepless in Stockholm Airport to South European radio
Said and done. We made a short series of programs about my trip where they called me after each stop for an interview, asking how things were and what kind of music I’d found. What had started as me being sleepless in Stockholm Airport ended with me traveling round the world and being interviewed on a radio program in a South European country (whose language I can't speak, so I don't know much about the program or the radio station that aired it).
The point I wish to make with this story is that since traveling has become so easy and a habit, I've been able to focus more on traveling far, wide and often and fall into various adventures.
Such as the time I met my stopover buddy Motto for the first time in Bangkok. It ended with us drinking ourselves silly at his hotel and then going street racing in his sports car (not me behind the wheel, I don’t even have a driver's license) to a karaoke bar. Or when I was hitchhiking with a gang of Bosnian soccer fans between Sarajevo and Zeneca. Or when I hooked up with a few people I didn't know from an after hours party in New Orleans and suddenly find myself at a pool party for nudists and a bunch of other stories that are perhaps best suited to another forum…
Sense of security
I’m maybe a bit more adventurous than the average person (for want of a better word, good god, describing yourself as adventurous), but not quite as adventurous as these stories make me appear. It's just that since I’ve
become familiar with the world and hop around a great deal, I've felt pretty secure in doing this. All my adventures have ended pretty well. Well, apart from the two exceptions as shown here.
But even when I have faced a tricky situation, things worked out anyway and this also gives you a sense of security.
It's a bit like when I was little and went to a playground. I ran around and had fun but when something went wrong, mum or dad made things better. Now when something goes wrong, I've got Amex travel insurance and EuroBonus in support.
When I was hit by a car on Bali, I called Amex – they told me which hospital to go to and took care of all the costs. When my bags when missing in Colombia, they sent me money to go shopping (which mum and dad never did, by the way).
Or when I miss a flight or need to get somewhere quickly, SAS is there to provide help and support.
When you have gained this sense of security, the world feels like a pretty small place and people who are far away seem pretty close.
Back to Bali
My favorite hotel on Bali announced they were going to have a festival on the beach in about a month's time. I grabbed the phone and booked a flight immediately. Then, it's just about squeezing work in, in the weeks before and after…
Unexpected French horn
This week’s thumbs up goes to the guy who unpacked his French horn and started playing by the F gates in Terminal 5 at Arlanda. He was on the lower level (that is to say the Schengen level) and probably thought he was all alone there. But there was a group of us waiting for a flight on the level above, who got to listen and enjoy his music. Thank you.
July 19, 2018