Nepal was struck by a massive earthquake last week, the second in less than a month. While we were in Nepal months ago, our first post about our adventures published the same day as the first earthquake. We have many more tales to share about our time in Nepal - about the people we met, the stories they told us, and the culture and landscapes we witnessed. It seemed inappropriate, however, to post more blogs about our adventures in the darkest period immediately after the earthquake. We will return to those stories, but first I want to share a few thoughts about travel and forming emotional connections to other people and places.
Most of the people we meet while traveling are friendly and generous and often curious, helping us find that landmark we were looking for or asking us questions about our travel. There are people who are less scrupulous, however, and we do have to be on the lookout for scams targeting tourists. We've had a few encounters that are noteworthy.
Kelsi and I set out from Boston six months ago and this seems like an opportune time to reflect on the trip thus far. Although on the blog we’re still posting stories from India, I write this from a café/bar on an island in Vietnam. Vietnam is our last stop in Asia and we soon be flying back over the Pacific. We have lot more stories to share from India and the rest of Asia, so expect more of those to come after this post, but for now I take a moment to look back.
To be completely honest, when I boarded the plane in Boston my way to Tokyo, the thing I was looking forward to most about Japan was not shrines or temples or even the food. It was baseball. Japan is the one other nation in the world that features a world class professional baseball league and I was determined to get tickets.
And not only did we get tickets, we got tickets for the Hanshin Tigers.
The Hanshin Tigers.
If you aren't familiar, let me provide a little background.