The Incredible Pleasure of Going Back

Or, Why I Moved to Thailand

So, I’ve gone back to Thailand. I’m going to be a beach bum. I’m 10 years late on that score (and admittedly, I will be supported by a steady freelance income). But for the next two fiscal quarters, my social life will consist of hanging out at a beach bar with mostly twenty-something English teachers, ex-pats, and their Thai friends. And I’ll probably get a decent tan.

Terrifying Taxi Rides

There’s a lot of talk about safety and the solo traveller out there—but few people consider the fact that just getting on the road is one of the most dangerous things you’ll ever do when you travel, whether you’re a man or a woman, on your own or in a group. And sometimes the safest thing to do on any road is to go with the flow—even if the flow makes your head spin!

Top 10 Things I Miss About India

It’s been one week since I left India. While travelling in India was difficult, my last few weeks were great, with pleasant stays in Darjeeling and Udaipur, and the wonderful Jaipur Literature Festival. As my time ran out I started to lament my departure. I even started scheming about coming back next year. And so, while most of my draft blog posts have to wait until I’m finished my Spanish course, I thought I would share the “just look, no buy” version of my India experience:

Zero Visibility

Clearing the Fog at
Bagdogra AND Delhi Airports

When the Jet Airways flight to Bagdogra was cancelled, and my own Air India flight was delayed, I didn’t have high hopes that I’d be enjoying dinner in the charming colonial dining room of the Windamere Hotel in Darjeeling. No big deal, I’m not in a rush, I can adapt.

Of course, what I didn’t anticipate (which, thinking back, I really should have) was what a disaster a flight cancellation might be for the uninitiated and linguistically impaired in an Indian airport.

Day 150

One hundred and fifty days. It’s a big number, to be sure. Put another way, it’s five months. When you say it out loud—as I have over the last few days in idle hostel chit-chat—it sounds rather impressive.