Whilst I was travelling, many friends and family asked me whether India would be part of my trip. I always answered that India required a trip by itself, and that I did not feel the calling yet.
For a while now I have been travelling with a more open schedule, in which no time-frame is set. The concept of a ‘one-year-trip’ vanished long ago. If a place resonates with me, I will stay there for one week, one month, or one lifetime. This flexibility allows plenty of room for magic to happen (no pun intended), and the journey flows more smoothly.
Following this philosophy, all I had booked was my flight from Kathmandu to Delhi, leaving the rest open. My original intention was to apply for a 3-day transit visa, so I could visit the Taj Mahal.
While having dinner, my friend Chris told me that the e-visa for India had become very easy – “you go online, fill it in, and boom! 30 days in the country”.
As Oscar Wilde said: ‘I can resist anything but temptation’, and if you know me you will know that I take very little to be convinced to do a trip! And so it happened, the following day it was decided: I would extend my trip for one month, and finish it off in India.
“Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.”
– Lao Tzu
“First you jump off the cliff and build your wings on the way down.”
– Ray Bradbury
Today I want to write about a very inspiring and special human being I came across during my travels. His name is Paul, originally born in mainland Australia, and now living in beautiful Tasmania.
For Tasmania I decided to travel a different way – this time it wouldn’t be by motorbike or public transport – this time I chose to hitchhike! On reflection, hitch-hiking was a very positive experience, even though it required a bit of readjusting for me, I do not regret a single bit having done it!
Paul came to my life in one of the longest hitch-hiking days, where in an entire day and six different rides, I had travelled only a few hundred kilometres. Perhaps this was the Universe balancing things out?
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
– William Butler Yeats
“The greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.”