18 11 / 2012
"If our lives are dominated by a search for happiness, then perhaps few activities reveal as much about the dynamics of this quest - in all its ardour and paradoxes - than our travels. They express, however inarticulately, an understanding of what life might be about, outside the constraints of work and the struggle for survival."
02 7 / 2012
Since arriving in London early on Wednesday morning, I feel like I’ve been going at a million miles an hour. I’ve packed my days with so much that I haven’t had much time to sit back and reflect on how happy I am to be “back home”. But so far, it’s all been positive; seeing familiar faces from years ago, catching up on so many lives, visiting my favourite places and enjoying the nostalgia of it all.
As hard as it was to live poor in London, I have well and truly missed this place and these people. I only hope I get the chance to live the London life again someday, and live it gratefully.
01 12 / 2011
16 5 / 2011
I’ve sadly neglected my travel blog, primarily for the fact that I haven’t had time to do much writing for pleasure. I would write in my journal at least once a day during my trip last year, but often I would scribble a thought or quote or idea at multiple points throughout the course of a day. For 2011, I have about 10-15 entries in my diary.
I feel a bit sad about that fact. So I’m not going to be too hard on myself, or edit myself excessively in the interests of just writing.
Tomorrow, I’m off on a “business trip” of sorts - I’m flying interstate for some meetings and other business related to my PhD and will be staying two nights in Canberra. This will be my second trip to Canberra in six months (with quite a few more to come in the next 2.5 years), and my third and fourth flights since arriving back home from RTW2010.
Though I learned to hate flying (thanks TSA) and love train travel (thanks Deutsche Bahn), I will admit to feeling that familiar sense of excitement for another journey, no matter the vessel. The magically mundane tasks of checking carry-on baggage restrictions, writing up packing lists, actually packing my bags…those tasks had become so routine after ten months, and I was happy to let go of them after returning home in October 2010. Then again, I’ve dotted the months following with near-monthly roadtrips, so maybe the routine was never abandoned in the first place… Whatever the case, I’m glad to be off again. Perhaps I’m not a “traveller” this week, but I know I’ll get my chance to explore again, and sooner rather than later.
27 2 / 2011