Mar 272012

I was in India since only a half day yet, but already my whole life was turned upside down. From the safe and very boring, stressing, colorless ordinary life I suddenly jumped into the unknown, and had more amazing experiences then ever before. If after this half day I had to go home, it would already have been a life changing experience. Yes, just a half day in adventure, at a crazy, faraway land already changed my life. But this was only the beginning. Continue reading »

Mar 122012
Crowded bazaar full of ruined buildings, merchants, busy people and toursits

After a tormented half day, visiting Raj Ghat was somewhat refreshing. Gandhi always inspired me much, and visiting his memorial reminded me how lucky I am to be here, in this magical country. Chloé, Adam and me sat down on a bench to talk and decide where to go. There was a public water fountain nearby, but I didn’t dare to try and drink from it, even though some locals did. Everyone strongly suggested to not do it unless I want to catch some very nasty illness. Even most of the locals did buy bottled drinking water, and so did we.

I decided to leave my heavy backpack behind for a while, and wash my arms, chest and face, and wet my hat. The heat was unbearable, and I was technically breathing hot steam which felt like it burns my throat and lungs, and I couldn’t escape anywhere from it, but the cold water gave me a few minutes of refreshment. Continue reading »

Mar 032012
Indira Gandhi International Airport

It’s still hard to believe, in 10 days from now I will be in the faraway India already. Exciting and frightening in the same time. But I know that Denmark was only a preparation, a first stretching of my wings, to say so. But this, this will be real flight now! The first one. The first great gate on the way towards my dreams, my destiny, and myself. This begins everything.

 - my private journal, 13 June 2011, at home.

I was standing at the airport, waiting for the check-in for my flight to begin. It was about a year earlier that I decided I go to West-Tibet. After so many struggling, I was so close, just few steps away from starting to live a dream. But I wasn’t there yet – until I step out the airport in Delhi, I can still fail. I must stay calm and prepare for whatever last obstacles I need to fight. I looked up, and saw the check in just began, so I grabbed my backpack and headed there, feeling that as I walk, each step takes me closer to my destiny.

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