We live in a superficial world, where we are all predators. Whether we realise it or not, believe it or not. It’s the only way we know how to survive, in this superficial world.
As I walked on the streets of Khao San, where all I can see is a sea of white people, being preyed upon by ‘hungry vultures’. It doesn’t matter how effortless your speak with the locals, or how you try to blend in with your afro locks. A foreigner remains a foreigner, by the opportunist.
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I’ve never felt so cynical about travelling. Perhaps it’s not so much of the idea of travelling that sickens me. But us, human in general. Taking advantage of each other. Behind each smile, there is a hungry vulture….waiting upon it’s ‘opportunity’.

