Gearing up and getting ready.

Trip Start Jan 27, 2008
1
30
Trip End Apr 06, 2009


Loading Map
Map your own trip!
Map Options
Show trip route
Hide lines
shadow

Flag of United States  , Massachusetts
Thursday, December 27, 2007

Every blog must have it's beginning, so here, almost exactly one month before departure, here I am at my laptop in the local coffee house, caffienated to the extreme, and commencing the words which stand at the edge of another jouney halfway across the world.
Yes, it is back to my beloved India, to rescue Rocinante from under six feet of Himalayan snow in Manali, drive her down over muddy and unplowed roads to the valley, and from there to travel through Rishikesh, Jaipur, Calcutta, Puri, Vishkapatnam and finally on to Chennai. From there it will be back to some of my old haunts in Hyderabad, Bangalore, Hampi and Goa. Fasten your seatbelts, as once again, I will be going alone and without a guide, with only a million or so Indian countryside dwellers to keep me company. Of course, there is no real set itinerary, and any loose plan is subject to change due to whimsy, weather, lack of funding, or the discovery of another little paradise.
I have only so much time to work with, only about two months and change, so I will be doing a lot of riding, and seeing many new things. A week at the outset and on the way home will be spent in London, with my new love interest, a wonderful German woman I met here in Boston and had an all-too-brief affair with--enough time to fall in love, yet not enough to do anything about it. As cruel fate would have it, she got the "rockstar" job in her field in London, and pretty much had to take it, leaving me here in Boston and both of us to wonder about the whirlwind that enveloped us for a time, and had to be cut short, leaving a burning flame in the heart. Yes, I'm talking like that again. Didn't think it could happen, but I have gone and done it again.
They say pride comes before a fall, but knowing little of pride, and a bit about falling, I only wonder why love seems to come before a journey. You might say I have fallen, and fallen hard, so does this mean that a "fall" comes before a journey? If so, what of the aforementioned pride? Ahh, there I go, a-rambling again.
Here in New England, the sky turned gray early, and we have been barraged in the throes of a true New England Winter, the kind we used to have in days of old. But, as I see it, lots of snow makes good neighbors; they have something to complain about as they shovel it into each other's yards.
As much as I hate to leave the splendor of a full-fledged season of white stuff, ice, lousy driving, and astronomical heating bills, I feel a deep-seated need to be back to a warm place, wild and dusty, such as the open road in India in the months before the monsoon. Life is nothing without seeing other places, and with the incentive of a budding long-distance love, I cannot resist.

Money is always a problem, so this is the necessary little paragraph in which I give a bald-faced plea for donations to the traveling fund. Just click on the "support my travels" link on the homepage of the blog to do so. Profusely, if you so desire. I'm going light and on a shoestring again, petrol, food, lodging and perhaps beer come before disposable rupees for internet time, so every bit helps to bring you the next entry. I couldn't have done it last time without your helpful donations, and I'm sure I won't this time either. Thank you for that, dear reader.
Ok, that part is over, back to the story. I know, I know, I'm shameless.
If you can't find the tab, here is the donation link:
http://www.travelpod.com/cgi-bin/member_donations.pl?tweb_en tryID=1198790040&tweb_tripID=3&tweb_UID=bloomer

I'll be traveling a bit lighter than before this time, just a big bottle of ibuprofen, some clothes, books to read and write in, and a few other amenities. Last time I thought I was minimalist, with all the things people, travel guidebooks, and medical professionals implore you to have. By the time I was flying home, I had shipped back more than half of that crap, and if I had known to get my vaccines in India or the UK instead of the US, and that malaria medicine is not really necessary, I could have saved 3 thousand bucks. Instead, being a first-time roundworlder, I listened and tried to be prepared. Not this time. I'm roughing it. That's just the way I like it.
I'll check in during the coming weeks and let you, the reader, know how things are progressing. In the meantime, my sole purpose is to try to get as much work as possible to cover ticket and spending cash. As it is, I'm cutting it extremely close, but these things have a way of working out if you trust the nature of the universe.
Thanks for reading, and I hope I can entertain!
Report as Spam

Comments

wakingdream
wakingdream on

Aha!
So you've resurfaced! Good to know you're doing well and heading off on another adventure :)

Sometimes love can so elusive but, to go along with the old cliche 'if it's meant to be, it'll happen'.

In some ways I kind of think that's crap too, b/c I'd cross the world for love, truth to be told. None of this 'waiting' business :)

All the best to you. I look forward to keeping up to all of your adventures.

Be well.
Susie :)

nicenphilip
nicenphilip on

Great Adventure
Have real fun dude.

Add Comment

Use this image in your site

Copy and paste this html: