This is a journal series of posts on specific days of my life as a nomad. Written in or near real time as the day occurred in New York, United States.
“People wait all week for Friday. All year for summer. All life for happiness… I travel.”
Today is June 7 of the year 2018 and it is the 2136th day of my nomadic lifestyle. My current location is the Catskill Mountains in New York, USA.
These are my last few days in the good-ole United States of America before I head out to South East Asia again. I’ll be spending them here in Upstate New York, the part of the country that most people don’t know exists because they think NYC is all of NY.
But it’s a damn fine beautiful shadow it lives under, also the 2 and a half hour drive from The Bronx is exactly as I remembered from when I drove it last as a teenager as part of a cross-country road trip.
Consisting of teamed variations of human subject tracking in the wilderness. The variant being that it’s not pursue objective based but parallel observance.
A few days of this then back to NYC for a night out with the boys until my red-eye flight to Doha for a long layover then finally Bangkok, Thailand.
I won’t be back in the US for a long stretch so it’s breath of fresh air to be reminded of my home country surrounded by nature, not the chaotic and unpatriotic state the core of this country is in right now.
Something I learned in travel is that if you momentarily forget where you are, it could mean you’re exactly where you need to be. Thank you, New York.