In just a few hours we'll be driving to San Francisco Airport for our flight home to Sydney. A little over 10 months ago, on 29 March 2010, we boarded our first flight, from Melbourne to Bangkok and set off on our 'Beeg' adventure.Twenty-three countries later, countless capital cities, small towns and villages, hotels, hostels (and a few guest bedrooms) our pockets are nearly empty, but we are rich with experiences and wonderful memories.
For both of us the highlight of our trip was our month in that cultural extravaganza and melting pot called India with Mexico, Morocco and Turkey close behind. Traversing the countryside of Europe in spring and summer by train was marvellous. I can still taste the flakey roti canai in Kuala Lumpar, the 40 rupee ($1) veg thalis in Mumbai, bread dumplings in Prague and the fresh alpine water I sipped in an icey river in Rueun, Switzerland.
The gods have smiled down on us: we avoided revolution in Egypt and Thailand (just), the big freeze in Manhattan, mad taxi drivers, pushy carpet salesmen and dangling powerlines. The ash cloud may have delayed our visit to Europe, but it gave us the opportunity to detour and savour Malaysia.
For both of us the highlight of our trip was our month in that cultural extravaganza and melting pot called India with Mexico, Morocco and Turkey close behind. Traversing the countryside of Europe in spring and summer by train was marvellous. I can still taste the flakey roti canai in Kuala Lumpar, the 40 rupee ($1) veg thalis in Mumbai, bread dumplings in Prague and the fresh alpine water I sipped in an icey river in Rueun, Switzerland.
The gods have smiled down on us: we avoided revolution in Egypt and Thailand (just), the big freeze in Manhattan, mad taxi drivers, pushy carpet salesmen and dangling powerlines. The ash cloud may have delayed our visit to Europe, but it gave us the opportunity to detour and savour Malaysia.We have sipped mint tea in the Moroccan desert, spicey garam chai on the train from Mumbai to Goa and sweet apple tea overlooking the fairy chimneys of Cappadocia, Turkey. We have lingered in cafes in Delhi, Cairo, Budapest, Paris and New York and watched the locals pass by on foot, in rickshaws, on bicycles, on camels, horses, donkeys and in long, black limousines. We have seen the most wonderful old and ancient architecture - the pyramids in Cairo, the Taj Mahal in Agra, the leaning tower of Pisa and the Mayan ruins of Palenque, Tulum and Chichen Itza; and modern concrete, glass and steel landscapes of Manhattan and Mexico City. We have passed through dramatic snow covered mountain ranges in the Swiss alps and hiked through the green hills of Mount Abu in Rajastan.
It has been mostly wonderful, sweet and charming to dip our toes in the world; at times, scary and depressing.In all though it has been the greatest of privileges to set out on this adventure. To all my friends and family who took the time out to read this blog, I hope you enjoyed reading it. It was a delight to write it.
Till the next beeg adventure....
I loved your blog! Your trip was amazing! Have a safe journey home (and let me know if you plan on making a European tryst at any point).
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