Since I live in the United States, was my first trip abroad - to the very exotic and beautiful part of the world known as Indonesia - quite an adventure for me. Alone through customs and immigration to a foreign country halfway around the world "Home" was an adventure in itself. After all, with the arrival of the real fun begins on such a trip.
It 'started right at the airport, the immigration office desk. My friend told me the first time Indonesiangive money to anyone for anything when I arrived - for my own luggage, etc. I was very conscientious about it, and had no problems. But immigration Desk "government officials". I wanted no problem there. So if the girl behind the counter hesitated killing and the return of my passport, I asked myself. When she asked me how much money I had with me, I was the one who hesitated. I asked if there is a need to know why, and what I had to wait. They simply repeatedits application. A flash of recognition hit me then. So I raised my voice a little '(as their employees at their desks and left to know), and said, "Oh, you mean for a bribe?" Work on the other tables, without interruption, and she only said "yes." Then I said I thought I had $ 10. She said: "OK, I need you to give it to me." I did, and got my passport stamped back immediately. Later I was told by my friend that I treated everyone badly, and I learned my firstLecture on international voyages.
While I was alone on the island of Java (no, I went to Bali), around the old (and new) friends Jakarta experience a taste of culture in different ways with the club was fantastic! This was the place from which I had read stories of adventure many times in my youth, but I am only an "armchair traveler" (which was previously written with a "D" as the first letter - Jakarta). It 'was an adventure in a conversation with the locals in my timeIndonesian non-existent and their routes "pigeon" in English. It was an adventure to go to the hill country outside of Bandung for tea plantations and terraced rice fields to see and interact with people in a small community with which I was invited to play volleyball (yes, really! - And net and had the ball with a decent dirty plate!). volleyball games, and people who could play were, perhaps, find at least in my small community expectations in a very differentCulture, "the middle of nowhere, halfway into a Third World country in the world, especially from home. Volleyball is a game, after all, U.S. A. created!
So what do you think of when I say together, these three words - "international travel and adventure? As mentioned above, and in other parts of my reflections on this topic, be adventurous can simply reinforced the border of another country, but beyond that? If adventure travel conjure images of a combinedAfrican Safari in your head? E ', possibly involved in some of Heli inaccessible slopes of the highest mountains in Canada? Or is your adventure to explore a cave just discovered in the jungles of South America?
Will from time to time, of course, find all these and more, right here. But there are many types of adventure travel, and perhaps a bit 'a romantic time to explore the time. (Hey, this is not just for kids!)
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