The Places to come and questions left behind

There’s time to still consider things I am told. At work, I hear this.

Are you sure this is what you want to do? I am so jealous but why Asia? What will you do after this fling?

I thought through all the things before I decided to do something completely different. Work is just not something I want to do any longer. I feel that my spirit is slowly suffocating with weekend calls, last minute emergencies, evening webex sessions. So I am pretty sure that I want to do this.

The next question is interesting about jealousy and Asia. People, I think want a change. Life is about change yet some are not willing to take a calculated risk or face the unknown. Its easier to just propel along the known tracks and never want to see that less traveled road. People are basically afraid. The other question about Asia is a good one too. The reason I chose Asia is because I love the aspects of it. I’ve spent years there in various and sundry places working, playing, traveling through. Now I want something that is not just another business trip in 10 days in three countries. Nor do I want a backpack trip where I have to control every last thing I decide to do financially and sit in a hostel with a bunch of folks in a dorm setting. I want a quality of life that I will never have here in the Bay Area or in most places on this continent. In other words, Asia is change and the unknown and I am ready. I want to sit for a spell by the lake in Hanoi and enjoy Pho. I want to wander Angkor Wat in the morning. I want to feel the sleepy slumber time of a neighborhood street in Osaka with a cheap bento box for lunch and dinner of beer and a instant bowl of noodles if I so want.

For the last question; there is no after. I have never had an after. I don’t plan a thing and say,

great! But what will I do after.

That is not a thing for me. The after soon becomes the now and then you are left with a whole galaxy or universe of afters to worry about. Its much better to me to control the now and let the afters come. Will I go to Thailand after Cambodia? Will I get to China or India? Perhaps. Maybe I will just stay somewhere else.

I do know there are train trips to do. One is from Hanoi to Ho Chi Minh City. Another is from Chiang Mai Thailand to Singapore. Train trips also around Japan on the fabled Shinkansen Bullet trains where I will speed along at 250 and marvel at the world rushing by and hearing the hush of conversations by the day workers on their commutes. Or perhaps subway rides in the big circle in Tokyo my days there. Watching the bustle of Tokyo and the school children and the workers and the tourists all rushing and there I am ambling along with a camera and a phone. I fit in yet I am separate.

So in answer to the well-meaning colleagues at work. There is no after. There is now. I love the questions about things. One asked as a finale why a life of travel. I gently reinforced to that person that this is not travel. This is wandering and being a hobo with no place to end up preset.

About Michael Perry

I've been blogging for about 10 years since before when it was cool and authoritative to have links here and there. Nowadays, I don't blog for anyone besides me. If you read this thing, standard disclaimers apply.