Lately, I've been dwelling on all the things that I haven't had a chance to do while I'm here. (It always seems like there will be so much more time - until time is suddenly at a premium, and I never seem to have enough money to buy more.) So, for my own peace of mind, I've decided to put down, for posterity, (which I think sound too much like posterior, and reminds me I should get to the gym today..) what I have done in this part of the world.
- walked barefoot through the Taj Mahal - twice
- rafted the "Holy River Ganga" in the Himalayan Mountains
- travelled for 8 days, and up 6500 ft into Manali in the Himalayas
- survived a 17 hour bus ride from Manali to New Delhi on an Indian Bus careening through the mountains at mach speed.
- ridden atop an elephant up to an ancient fort
- lived on a boat and recieved my advanced open water diver for scuba diving (in Myanmar/Burma)
- did a 30 minute night dive, dove to 30 metres, and learned underwater navigation..(not all on one dive) (in Myanmar)
- climbed Sigiriya Rock (in Sri Lanaka)
- visited a tea plantation and drank the best cup of tea of my life (in Sri Lanka)
- fed a baby elephant a bottle of milk (in Sri Lanka)
- been to 4 countries - Sri Lanka, Thailand, Myanmar, India (and hopefully Pakistan soon!)
- seen a huge number of World Heritage Sites
When I list them out like that - they just seem like so much less than their worth as a whole - how they've changed me. Of course, the things you learn completeing these adventures are far more valuable.. well, than anything. Like the fact that I now know that I can survive on dahl and chapatis for 8 days. That I can sleep on dirty sheets, not take a shower, and still enjoy travelling. (Me!) And the little things you do in between these things - I've sat on a rock in a Himalayan waterfall, surrounded by Nepalese goat herders and white long haired goats with blue eyes - and knit myself a scarf. I've stopped for chai in the middle of the night to sit with an Israeli, a Briton, a French girl and an Australian and watched Hindi Kung-Foo movies. I learned to tie a sari and dance like an Indian. I can speak a passable ammount of the language.
I'm proud of myself for what I've accomplished here, for the limits I've pressed myself to - for seeing what I do everyday - and keeping my eyes open. Sure - I've got 22 days left here. But in this country? In 22 days, you can live, and learn, a lifetime.
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