
i was busying myself with the boring admin stuffs of the taiwan trip next week. and somehow forgot to be excited of the going-away.
during dinner i was watching 稀游记's (oh i so love the show) last episode of the season. and suddenly felt like taking a year off to volunteer somewhere obscure. and then i was watching this nat geo feature on marco polo in china. it started talking about tibet, which made me fall in love with that place again.
anw the other day over lunch i was talking to this friend about how i look forward to taiwan, being able to just get away from everything for a while, and refresh. he questioned how such a trip can allow me time to think and reflect. but i'm not meditating, i say.
travelling to me, is always more than sight-seeing. but i'm also not saying travelling always offers me an insight into the true meaning of life or whatnot. i think sometimes going to another country is really all about seeing a different way of life. or a different attitude towards living. or merely different possibilities. and this offers me a chance to see my own life in a different light.
and sometimes that is really all i need.