From mine to yours! ;-)
Thank you so much for reading. It has been an exceptional year for me. I started it at the train station in Dehli, India, saying goodbye to Ahmed and boarding a train to Jaipur. I am ending it in Sydney, Australia, without any train in sight, curled up on a battered apple green leather couch, not sure of how to continue.
These past months have been busy and heavy. There is a lot to write about, but so much of it isn't finished. Part of me wants to wrap up this Australian chapter with a bow and move on. Other parts wish to stay and finish what I started. I will use my cherished Christmas break to reflect and make plans for the future.
To one more year of moving, seeing, feeling and experiencing this vast planet we all live on.
I'm sitting on the cliff, my head in the wind and once more I feel at peace. Unencumbered by the people surrounding me. I can finally look around in wonder.
My dear friend John has asked a question in the comments to my post, "A short glance over my shoulder", which has a very long answer: "I would be interested to know why you chose Iran as the most dangerous country and not Russia, India, Nepal or China?" Because its a long and winding answer, I start at the beginning...
Leo asked me a good question under my post "A Review in Short Form": "What was an encounter that you still like to think back to?" The answer is very long. Here we go...