I Can't Complain, but Sometimes I Still Do
July 31st 2014 Overland travel, if nothing else, allows for hours of contemplative reflection.
Which is good because as I make my way back to Windhoek from Swakopmund, all there is to do is don some earbuds and daydream out the dusty windows as the scorched Namibian landscape whizzes by.
I’ve got no complaints. In the illustrious words of Joe Walsh, Life’s Been Good to Me so Far.
Well okay, maybe one tiny
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Ake Dahllof and Emma Holmbro
Shell shocked tourist
When I read you blog I remembered this episode. When I was in Beijing a few years ago I came into the hostel and in a couch there was a tourist sitting. He looked like he was shell shocked. He slowly started talking about what had happened. He was in Beijing with his mother. His mother was each day going on the prearranged group tours but the son preferred to do things on his own in his own pace. His mother, wanting her unmarried son to meet the lovely young unmarried tour guide, asked him to join her on the tour for the day. That day the tour included the Forbidden city. He explained that the pace they kept on the tour was so high that taking photos was out of the question and he almost had to jog through the Forbidden City in order not to loose sight of the group. Loved the blog and this photo is great. /Ake