Monday, July 22, 2013

In the Journey.

I've been meaning to post here for a while, this blog feels a little like my own place in the universe, so I think I'm going to work on keeping it more alive.  If there is anything in this world I believe in, it is the journey.  Live the best life you can, by doing simply the best that you can do.  It's all we can do, right?
Well I'm 27 years old now, and with that philosophy, I have traveled to 19 countries, lived out of my home country for 5 years, learned a new language, had open heart surgery, died a few times, came back a few times, and maybe had a few more close calls.  I feel pretty happy with this life, even if I sometimes regard it as fiction -- it almost just seems as though it couldn't possibly be real.

Us human beings... perhaps us beings in general can be  both strong  and resilient, as well as fragile and delicate.  Life is perhaps the greatest oxymoron this universe has ever been faced with.  But perhaps that's what makes it so special. 
So just why am I writing all this?  I have no idea.  I currently find myself mid transit from my home of Ogaki/Godo in Gifu, currently headed towards Kobe to visit a beautiful soul in the universe:
(beautiful soul on the right)

 From Kobe, I will find myself journeying home to Baltimore, where I was born, within a week's time. I'm very excited to go back and see all my friends!   I love my life here in Japan.. but moving here was of course nothing like I expected.

I can remember the days when I was younger, and I dreamed of leaving.  I'd never even really been else where, aside from a few trips to the beach with my father and friends.  But I still dreamed of leaving. When I was 13, I had my first road trip, with some friends of a friends up to New York, saw my first concert - Type O Negative, at the Lamour, the club where they began.  A special memory for me.  At 14, I traveled to Ohio to visit an online friend for a few weeks.  I think between those two trips, I became quite addicted to the thrill of it all. 

With that said, I welcome you to the journey.  Enjoy some pictures of Cambodia last year:

 Out side the bungalow we stayed in!  Cambodia can be cheap.  $1 a night for a place to sleep, but beware the bedbugs.  Pay $2 a night for air conditioning and no bugs.

First encounter in Cambodia, Mika from China.  We later traveled to Laos together!

There's a jungle out there.

 Someone from my university had very recently stayed in the exact bungalow we stayed in!
 
Cambodians play chess.

Ankor Wat!!!













We could hear rain brushing through the trees, just as we had made our way under a roofed gate.  We waited, and then the rain.  This man came running over laughing to get out of the massive downpour laughing, and was quite shocked to see us.  He didn't speak English, so we shared a moment in silence under the roof as the rain fell.



The gate.

A pineapple!


A chicken!

And spiders, oh my!


Pretty.





Passion fruit.





 I volunteered to teach English at a Buddhist school in the country side.  Many great people there, and if anyone is interested in this experience, please contact me, and I will put you in contact with the school.
























Breakfast.

Motorbike.



Cow.  Lesson for you:  The Khmer word for cow is Goh.





Tiny watermelons!!!






Rice.

Skulls left from the Killing Field.  Cambodian civil war of the 1970s.  





It was an excellent journey, and Cambodia was a beautiful country.  I could feel their struggle to grow in this world, they are trying very hard, I think more than any other countries I visited in the area in that part of the world.  There is a lot of hustle and bustle, which can be over whelming.  We almost got robbed by children in the woods -- children are your most dangerous opponents there, and it is a little sad to think about.  But they also need help to grow.  Children work from a very young age in Cambodia, which in most of our developed nations, is considered child labor, and is very illegal.  It's a difficult issue to think about, because the children I ran across working, did not seem to be suffering, they were selling.  There's a sense of responsibility that comes with it, I do believe, but I am by far not well enough versed in the topic to make a solid opinion.  I get the feeling there must be a balance between education and work.  

1 comment:

  1. Wow wow wow wow wow what a beautiful array of pictures from visiting such a beautiful country. imagine helping them to speak English so they could be better in business now that is a very gallant duty to better others. To inspire a child to create from his mind alternatives to improving the lives of their fellow man; instead of robbing all to feed themselves. To share English writings that inspire thinking creatively versus competitively would be so enriching for the people as a whole. Consider the 1910 writings of Wallace Waddles "The Science of Getting Rich", and they can explore the value of focused thinking.

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