Where should I go?
If travel is a religion, does that mean train toilets like this one in Sri Lanka are churches?
Travel is a capricious deity. I see it as a Her, a capricious She, giving me a perspective I respect, experiences I appreciate, and a sense of life on earth that I find essential to understanding my place in it. But she also taketh away, that’s for damn sure. Case in point: the woman I love, and my entire capacity for romantic connection. Womp womp.
So what am I going to do about it? Well, I’m gonna worship. Not with the headlong devotion I used to, I’m keeping my apartment and only going for a couple weeks, but if this thing has taken me away from my relationship? Well, then I guess that’s where I am. Moving forward.
Latin America, where every tiny town (like this one in Venezuela) has a square full of fiestas and patriotic chicanery
My window for adoration of peregrination is December. So, anyone who stumbles past this post, where should I go? The world is my oyster, and I’m reasonably sure I’m not allergic.
I don’t believe in passport-stamp-collecting, but as my tour guide job takes me to places that grow increasingly familiar (which I appreciate and delight in) I am drawn to go some place with a blank slate.
South America (outside of Peru, Ecuador, Colombia, and Venezuela) seems the likeliest candidate. Fly to Buenos Aires then cross up through Uruguay, hopefully with enough time to reach Paraguay. I’ve got about three weeks to give. I miss using Spanish, and would love to get it flowing again.
My god welcomes other gods, so maybe it’s time again for a stack of Hindu ones?
But all of a sudden I look and see $400ish flights to Hanoi. Vietnam? Viet-why not?
And Africa, beautiful fascinating Africa, that I haven’t touched in years, it’s sitting just over there…
So? Where should I go? And how should I handle the guilt of living the privileged life that makes such questions possible? And how do I stifle my dismay at the number of people who share that privilege with me but deny it?
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Haha i love the photos
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I’ve been meaning to use that train toilet one for awhile… 😉
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The Philippines? You might even get to use some Spanish after all…
And I have recently read an article about Nan Madol which made me want to pack a bag.
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Can’t wait to hear where you end up choosing. I would probably choose Africa if I were you only because I haven’t been there. But, your other choices are no less awesome. You could either just look deeply inside to find out where you want to go the most treating it like it could be your last trip. Or, you could just see which one is the most cost effective to leave you extra fundage to do cool things while you are there. Great ideas you have come up with though…
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Africa is indeed calling for some time, but I feel like I’d need to prepare better to do it properly. Next year maybe!
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What a difficult decision to make, as there are so many places to choose from. South America certainly will tick your box for speaking Spanish. Plus it will be summer, which for me at least, always wins over winter. I can’t wait to see where you decide to go.
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The cheap Vietnam airfare is mighty tempting. In any case, have fun (I won’t say “safe travels,” I promise).
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Gosh, so many choices! I think your heart will lead the way. Follow it!
Can’t wait to hear where you end up 😊
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I won’t give my opinion about your destination, but I look forward to reading about your trip to whichever place you choose.
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I’m sure you have a thought in mind at this point, but what about Tierra del Fuego?
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Oooh, that is tempting. But I think I’d want more time down yonder… But tempting.
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