Kickass Trip of a Complacent Crybaby

There are times in life when we are messed up on so many levels. We seek something, but we don't know what is that 'something' which we are truly seeking. We panic as we feel that we are alone in this struggle.

We love to travel, but we don't plan for apparently no reason at all. We crib about our current situation, but are also not ready to get out of comfort zone of the current misery. Probably because we fear a greater misery outside the comfort zone, and so we become ‘complacent crybabies’. We say that life sucks, and we are like okay about it.

It's not that the life inside us has died. It is there, alive, but veiled under the practicality, clouded by the wisdom, compromised by the reason. We often fantasize a miracle whereby one fine day, the veiled life inside us will be able to break the barriers and growl. I call it a miracle because it seems otherwise impossible to come out of that infinite loop called 'routine'. Sometimes the miracle happens, and sometimes we have to make it happen. Well, I can say I made it happen.

Thailand trip - one of the kind and a very special one for me. Special because of many things - to name a few:

·       First international trip

·       First solo trip of more than 3 days

·       First time stay at youth hostels

·       First skydive

·       First scubadive

·       First time on a ferry

·       First time rode a Mountain bike, a Jetski and an ATV

·  Met people from France, China, UK, USA, Germany, Japan, Iran, Ireland, Australia, Indonesia, Nepal, Myanmar, Pakistan, Dubai, India (Delhi, Gurgaon, Chandigarh, Aasam, Mizoram, Bangalore, Gujarat, West Bengal, Kerala, Nagaland) in a single trip.

Photo credits: myself :)

Well, here are few things which I learnt about myself, about travel, and about life from this trip:

·   Everybody is going through the exact same struggle. The transparency of it varies, that's it.

·   We might have been inspired from time to time, by reading or hearing stories about particular type of travel. But, it doesn't necessarily mean that it's our thing. I was and am inspired and fascinated by the idea of RTW trip, and travelling the globe as nomad, with minimal needs, spending few months at each place and soaking in the culture of the place. While, I still want to do that, I have understood that I don't really want to be gone away from home for a very long duration at a stretch. No, I am not homesick, but I like to get back to a place which I can call my own after some time. That's something with me. The sooner we know our genre of travel, the better we will get at it.

·    Journey begins not when you take off for your destination, but when your thoughts take off in the direction of planning a travel. It's imperative to get involved in planning our own trip, to get psyched enough about the trip, to pour our hearts into making it a real kickass travel - rather than leaving that wholly to a travel agent or someone else. I luckily stumbled upon ITHAKA, a group of driven individuals who love to make people's travel an unforgettable experience. And they planned it with me and just made that happen.

·     Solo travel, especially for a longer duration, needs a lot of courage, and it is not everybody's cup of tea.

·      Journey with a group of like-minded people will almost always be more fun than a solo one, but it doesn't mean that we should postpone life waiting for a group trip to materialize.

·    It's apt to expect a journey to be truly liberating and enriching, but expecting it to be dramatic or poetic could be disappointing.

·     Initial homesickness and cultural shock is something which fades in a day or two, so be patient.

·       Having a plan (albeit rough) is what keeps us going.

·       Keeping some snacks and water bottle in a daypack always comes in handy.

·      All airlines and airports have their own ways of doing things, so flexibility is a real need of the hour.

·     At times, we need to learn to communicate without language, which can be a true challenge.

·   Keeping the religious beliefs aside for a moment, having few reservations about food, and learning to eat anything and everything (including non-vegetarian) can make our lives easier anywhere in the globe.

·      Going out is a must thing for human brain to function normally.

·   Kicking ourselves out of the bed is a bigger struggle than most of the other seemingly more demanding physical struggles.

·   As much as we try to make most of the trip, it is not always possible and nor necessary to cover each popular spot at a destination of travel. We need to enjoy what we do, rather than regretting about what we couldn't. Same applies to our daily life.

·     Large oceans are humbling. They teach us that nature is humongous and needs to be respected.

·   Skydiving was phenomenal. The adrenaline rush of falling from an airplane and gravitating towards the ground made me realize that the nature wants us to stay grounded.

·  Scubadiving was mesmerizing. I struggled a bit with the concept they call as 'equalize' the water pressure in ears as we go deep in the ocean, else it may be deafening. Life also demands us to 'equalize' the pressures to keep ourselves balanced, else it becomes very painful.

·     As someone has said, if you can mix somewhere doesn't mean that you belong there.

·      The ordinary at home becomes luxury while we travel.

·    Having stayed at a distance from the routine boring life at home can make us value the family and same 'boring' things again when we return.

·     Travelling makes us more welcoming and accepting of people and cultures which are different than us. I realized this when I found myself talking to a guy with beard, and long hair rolled on his head and made in a shape of huge turban (not an actual turban though), and piercings in his nose. He was from Mizoram and was boarding the same flight with me at Calcutta airport. People gave him weird glances due to his appearance, and were staying away from him, or avoided talking or making an eye contact, but made sure to stare at him all the time as if he was an alien. Yes, he was kind of 'hippie' (to describe his appearance), but that adjective didn't really occur to me while talking normally with him while standing in that long queue.

Travelling adds a new dimension to my perspective every time I do it. I don't have a concluding note to this post. As travelling is an ongoing learning about ourselves, so is life - a 'work in progress' draft :)