Day 1 – Leaving Home

(Written at the time) Wednesday 4:36 am GMT 5/15/2013 – Somewhere over the Atlantic

Day 1 of God only knows how many. I feel like I’m drowning in a sea of emotions at the moment, which is only fitting since I just finished watching Life of Pi for the second time. The strongest feeling at the moment is “What the hell am I doing?”

Its been over a year since I made up my mind about quitting and traveling. All of the excitement and wonder that would have get me through this crappy flight has long since washed away and all that’s left is a longing to go back home, talk to my parents, and sleep in my bed.

I know… these are not the words of encouragement you would expect to hear from someone who has been thinking of nothing else than this trip for so long. This lady I met at the airport said she had been traveling the world since her teens and had been more places than she could remember. Her word of advice was that it wasn’t the location that would make me happy, since happiness came from within. She also said I would have to figure that out for myself. I think she’s definitely on to something, and maybe by the end of this trip I’ll be more self sufficiently happy. Who knows?

I do know that the few times I have ever learned something was when I had no other option but to sink or swim. So here I am on my raft. No land in sight. Hopefully I will find my tiger soon. Till then, I’ll do my best to make it look like I know what I’m doing :)

-Hare Krsna
Landing in London in 5 hours