It is barely September, and yet this year I have been in five countries - India, USA, Taiwan, Singapore and Macau.Endless hours of packing, unpacking, repacking, going over checklists to make sure everything is packed, calling hotels in advance to make sure they have the amenities I need, endlesstrips to and from airports! My passport reads like an atlas. I have been through http://www.lonelyplanet.com/a gazillion times, making a mental note of places I want to see in the countries I travel to, and checking them out with uncompromising efficiency and meticulous planning.
On one hand it pains..all the burden of travel. On the other, who would get an opportunityfor free travel at this age - undisputedly the best time of life for travel. And yet, why doI feel like a rolling stone ? Unable to buy the things I like much and can afford easily because I can't carry them around with me.
Travel is fun, travel is a friggin' pain. Like everything in life, it has its pros and cons. What a cliche! Why am I rambling!What the heck, this is my blog. Ah, this leads me to the topic of my next blog.
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