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I like to experiment. And often quit while I am ahead. The only way I believe one can be a fuller person, purge what you have achieved and succumb humbly to the next thing that life can teach you. I've stopped trying to change the world, choosing instead to meaningfully impact the lives of a few around me at any point of time.

Tuesday, 18 August 2009

19 at 39

I spent last month doing what I'd wanted to do for a long long time. How I wish I had done this 20 years back and how I wish I had planned this better and how I wish I had written a daily blog? None of that. After a long time, I was living, by the day, by the hour and the minute.
This was my solo backpacking trip, at least that's how it started out. Two weeks out of four, I had friends for company. For the other two, I had myself. Well almost, as there were bartenders, med students from Brazil, a biologist from Canada, an electrician from australia, guides from Ireland and Portugal, a Japanese culinary instructor, you get the drift.
Inspired by Discovery travel & living and books such as the four hour workweek and the seven day weekend, the need to take off for a month had become a must-needs-do-to-be-able-to-breathe-again. Would I survive without the "normal" 12 hour workday, 3 hour commute, 3 hour family man, 6 hour other important things (sleep, plan for the future, introspect, etc...), was the foremost question at the beginning. I did not know what I was trying to achieve, more importantly, I was happy with said state of ignorance of goal.
At times I was hoping to relive some of my youth (?), at others do what I had missed in such youth. At times I wanted to experience the must do spots and sights, click the must take pictures, eat and drink the must imbibes. At many others I wanted to go where no man had ever gone before, possibly I was nearing Captain Kirk's age.
So what did I achieve from the trip you may ask? Or more realistically, how was your trip? Nice, awesome, I would be expected to answer. The next question might be where all did you go? Italy, France, Belgium and Netherlands I would answer. The last statement you made might be 'Post some pictures on Facebook'. I'd mumble about doing it when I had the time and so on.
If you've reached this line, there's a small chance that you're still interested in the answer to the first question above. I'll say then that I feel 19 at 39. but more about that later.

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