Nepal
cool idea + love for adventure+ bad timing + Maoist rebels = Nepal.
my father and i are going to Nepal in less than a month and i'm simultaneously excited and scared of this trip. the funny thing is that i'm not as scared of the Maoists as i am with me having somehow fucked up the reservations. i'm the family travel agent and i've never planned a trip of this distance or magnitude before. booking Curacao and the Bahamas was a breeze. plus, it was comforting knowing that we were going to places that were relatively close to home. Nepal? if i fuck up here, we're assed out in the heart of central Asia. so, it's a little bit of pressure. i know that i did everything that i needed to and we have our tickets and passports ready to go, but there are so many things that could go wrong. maybe that's why i haven't been eating well, lately. my stomach is all in knots.
it's cool traveling with my dad because he's as easy going a traveler as i am. i know i'm fairly high strung in many aspects of my life, but traveling is my greatest calm...after swimming and the darkroom. i'm most confident traveling and taking photos. our perspective is that even if things get totally fucked, wherever we are, it's something new. it's all an adventure. no one said adventures were all good, but they are all memorable. the best part about Nepal with my father is that he's more excited about it than i am. yes, there's lots of violence. yes, the Maoists don't seem to have a sense of humor. even knowing all of that, this is going to be an amazing experience. i can't even claim that i didn't know about all of the unrest when i got the tickets. dad and i talked a lot about it. we explored other options and countries, but everything pales in comparison to a place as remote and exotic as Nepal. i mean, we're going on a jungle safari on elephant-back. how fucking hot is that?
i recognize it's not the brightest idea, but i'm really looking forward to it. mostly i'm excited about my photography. this trip is going to be a huge part of building my portfolio and starting my company. i have lots of other shots, but this sort of trip is really a once in a lifetime adventure. as for the violence, that's not going anywhere anytime soon. the Maoists have been at this for a solid decade. we either would have to abandon Nepal all together or risk it.
we're only going to be there for a week and staying informed and traveling smart will minimize the chances of something happening. i've been thinking a lot of if, for whatever reason, i don't make it back. one of the beauties of loving as openly and fiercely as i do is that i rarely have regrets. the regrets i have are with making an ass out of myself or misreading a situation. even if things don't turn out the way i want, i never regret loving the way i do. at least i tried. regret's a useless emotion, primarily because whatever it is i would be regretting was within my grasp and i was just too chicken shit to do anything about. so, i don't really believe in regret. admittedly, i'm only emotionally available to a very select few, but the best part is that there's never a need for last words or anything. everyone i love knows it... even if i've never directly said it.
it's a little crazy, but i'm excited. i never claimed to be a rational or sane person. besides, dad's going with me. crazy is always more fun with company.
my father and i are going to Nepal in less than a month and i'm simultaneously excited and scared of this trip. the funny thing is that i'm not as scared of the Maoists as i am with me having somehow fucked up the reservations. i'm the family travel agent and i've never planned a trip of this distance or magnitude before. booking Curacao and the Bahamas was a breeze. plus, it was comforting knowing that we were going to places that were relatively close to home. Nepal? if i fuck up here, we're assed out in the heart of central Asia. so, it's a little bit of pressure. i know that i did everything that i needed to and we have our tickets and passports ready to go, but there are so many things that could go wrong. maybe that's why i haven't been eating well, lately. my stomach is all in knots.
it's cool traveling with my dad because he's as easy going a traveler as i am. i know i'm fairly high strung in many aspects of my life, but traveling is my greatest calm...after swimming and the darkroom. i'm most confident traveling and taking photos. our perspective is that even if things get totally fucked, wherever we are, it's something new. it's all an adventure. no one said adventures were all good, but they are all memorable. the best part about Nepal with my father is that he's more excited about it than i am. yes, there's lots of violence. yes, the Maoists don't seem to have a sense of humor. even knowing all of that, this is going to be an amazing experience. i can't even claim that i didn't know about all of the unrest when i got the tickets. dad and i talked a lot about it. we explored other options and countries, but everything pales in comparison to a place as remote and exotic as Nepal. i mean, we're going on a jungle safari on elephant-back. how fucking hot is that?
i recognize it's not the brightest idea, but i'm really looking forward to it. mostly i'm excited about my photography. this trip is going to be a huge part of building my portfolio and starting my company. i have lots of other shots, but this sort of trip is really a once in a lifetime adventure. as for the violence, that's not going anywhere anytime soon. the Maoists have been at this for a solid decade. we either would have to abandon Nepal all together or risk it.
we're only going to be there for a week and staying informed and traveling smart will minimize the chances of something happening. i've been thinking a lot of if, for whatever reason, i don't make it back. one of the beauties of loving as openly and fiercely as i do is that i rarely have regrets. the regrets i have are with making an ass out of myself or misreading a situation. even if things don't turn out the way i want, i never regret loving the way i do. at least i tried. regret's a useless emotion, primarily because whatever it is i would be regretting was within my grasp and i was just too chicken shit to do anything about. so, i don't really believe in regret. admittedly, i'm only emotionally available to a very select few, but the best part is that there's never a need for last words or anything. everyone i love knows it... even if i've never directly said it.
it's a little crazy, but i'm excited. i never claimed to be a rational or sane person. besides, dad's going with me. crazy is always more fun with company.
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