What good is a plan, if you're not going to execute it?

While travelling, a plan for me is merely a sort of a sketch in which i rarely stick to, rather than a dogma. But boy, oh boy, do i love to spend my days (and nights) planning my trips? In my darkest moments it keeps me sane by keeping the dream alive. It's that little guy on my shoulder telling me "don't waste your money in watering holes... or else you'll get stuck in this rat race".

It's a reason to wake up in the morning. Every time i find it difficult to rationalize to myself, why i'm going for eight hours a day, five times a week to a place i don't want to go, to do things i don't want to do, i try to recall MY PLAN. I close my eyes and imagine myself somewhere far from here, doing something totally different than picking boxes in that god forsaken concrete cube. I could almost say, that planning is half the fun. Studying books, browsing the web, asking around about hot travel spots... collecting bits and pieces of information just to build up some kind of sentiment of where i'd like to go and what i possibly could do there.

So, after i decided to do a longer trip to a single continent, and if only possible going solely overland, i had but one noteworthy option. Since on my last tour i dramatically missed my daydream destination and the primary reason for that trip: Nepal, i knew I'd insist myself to explore Asia with adequate amount of time. Three, rather than two, years that is.

So, now months later i've managed to fix up a framework for my next journey. Take a train to Mongolia and continue southbound until i'd reach East-Timor. From there i'd return to Central Kingdom through maritime south-east Asia and wandering across Indochina. Finally cross the Nepalese border from Tibet, study India and its neighbouring countries for a year and a half, and return to Europe via south Asia with an option to have a look at some central Asian -stans in passing, in case they'll start to draw more of my attention on the road.

Well, i think that sounds kinda cool, what do you say?

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Part of trip: Time of My Life

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