Backpacking Trip and My Melted Heart

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Backpacking, to take a western style of journey by carrying just one backpack, is my favorite hobby. On my October or my summer, I always go with my backpack, tent and money, but I have never gone with anyone or any plan. I love to take a journey as backpacker very much because it is so exciting. Several of my trips were good and memorable depending on my destiny. And because of this, my most memorable trip is the trip to Hua-Hin.

In the first October of my university life, after my test festival, by a ticket from my hometown’s bus station, I began my trip on the bus, with my less money about four thousand. Surely, with my backpack, I went to Bangkok first. Then I took a minibus to Sai-Tai, the south bus station in Bangkok and took a bus from there to Hua-Hin. Three hours later, the bus, running along the street, left me behind in front of 7-11 shop in Hua-Hin. Then, after I found some inn near the beach, I quickly paid money to rent a room. I threw my backpack into the rented room immediately. The happy time, which I waited for, had come.

Then, hurriedly running to the beach behind my inn, I wanted to swim although I could not swim. When I took my first steps on the clean and bright sand, my first scene was a lot of blue water waiting for me near the beach. Coconut trees gave me a welcoming move. The wind brought me a lot of freshness and coolness while the sun was slowly raising itself with its warm shine. Then, I put my feet under the warm sand and walked through the beach, watching a lot of people over there. Along the way, I saw a lot of lovers come there to have a good time. On the other hand, I thought that many people came here to look for a person, who wanted to share the rest of their time together, inclu...

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After that, I went back to Mahasarakham. My hope, to see her again, seemed to be gone. I thought that I should stop hoping and just forget her. Looking at the same street, while I was waiting for my lunch, in the same restaurant, suddenly,

“Same!” some smooth sound called my name. I looked up to the direction of that smooth sound, but I could not say anything. Khwan stood in front of me. With her shiny eyes and her pretty smile, she asked me,

“Would you mind if I sit beside you?” She suddenly sat beside me although I did not answer her question. Then, after we had had a lunch together, we went to see a movie together. Two weeks later, we always did the same on every Sunday. Surely, I never felt alone again with her by my side.

Nowadays, I am just her friend, but I have not been given back my melted heart yet.

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