Continued from my post Should you be a Monk in Laos?
I have a fascination with Buddhist monks and India and Southeast Asia are rife with them.
Maybe it’s the shaved heads, robes, spiritual aspiration and ascetic lifestyle. Maybe it’s because I’ve once considered a life very similar for myself. But whether they’re wearing a Tibetan crimson or Theravada orange and brown, whenever I see a monk, my eyes zero in with intent focus as if they’re human puzzle pieces, walking on a waft of incense.
I often like to romanticize how their lives must be pure and saintly. But monks are human beings, too.
Afterall, they’re boys and boys will be what they’re best at being… boys.
A reality behind the robes
Since traveling Asia, I’ve learned that while many monks are passionate about their spiritual beliefs (read about my discovery with Tibetan (more…)
Tips on how to survive a last minute trip?
Since I’ve completed almost a month of international travel, with having had only two days to prepare before hitting the road, it’s time to assess my shining highs and my rock-bottom lows.
What did I learn from this crash course in winging a last-minute trip?
Quite simply, I learned how to survive it.
So now I’ll give you some “insider tips”, so that you can survive it better than me. Most of it is geared for international travel, but some of this applies to domestic travel too. Here’s tips on how to survive a last-minute trip.
Surviving last minute trips: Spending a freezing night at a lonely Korean KTX station.
In my last post about survival trips, I told you the things I did well.
But obviously, everything wasn’t smooth-sailing.
If you’re pulling a last minute trip with multiple desitinations, you’re bound to have flaws… big ones. So while I aced most of my trip, there are a couple of things that I failed big time in too.
Here’s some of those more memorable car crashes.
Things I didn’t do well… (more…)
If you’re a woman, would you pee standing up?
Are you a newbie to using squat toilets? Traveling a country, where there’s non-western toilets? Going hiking in the woods, where the toilet is the great wide open? Here’s a helpful aide for squeamish squatters…
It’s called a Female Urinary Device or F.U.D. It was my first toilet aid, when I began traveling countries, where I’d be subject to a squatter.