Travelling the Silk Road
I've decided. Many of the great men of our times have been shaped by this great metaphysical journey where, either just in the mind or with body and soul, they reach some oneness with the Universe, some Understanding, from which the rest of their lives, their actions, are shaped from this TRUE BEGINNING, or the end of which they view the journey as the GREAT JOURNEY, the defining moment of their lives. Che Guevara's motorcycle diaries through the South American outdoors, Alexander the Great's journey through Asia, into India. To one, the journey shaped him to be one of the most influential (if misaligned) men in Latin America - the other, the undertaking of his lifetime which, while ultimately consuming him in the end, defined his greatness and ensured his immortality in legends.
I want that. I want this great experience which will shape me, shape my life, spur me to do things which may not have happened without it, a journey I will look back on in my dying days and know that it was some of the best days of my life. My personal Odyssey of triumphs and disasters, and adventure in which I will play the part of Odysseus.
And I've found it - a journey of proportions that will beggar anybody else's. I will travel the Silk Road, in the way of the nomads and traders that travelled it so many centuries ago. By camel, horse, and foot, I will travel the intercontinental land route - starting in China, through the wild mountains of Central Asia, into Turkey. And on the way I will live like they did before them, possibly with an ipod, camera and..nintendo ds.
I'll probably need to get some guards for at least part of the way, or maybe just pack some heat. I heard there's hundreds of bandits in those mountains. Still! My mind is settled. I can think of the title for my memoirs already: Hitting the (Silk) Road Jack! A tale of high adventure with some breaks inbetween. Hrmm, probably needs some work.
posted by jaseypoo! @ 7:21 PM
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