My flight leaves in two hours and I have realized as I often do, that I am dumb. Rather than pack a jacket or sweatshirt in my carry on, as my mom suggested I do, I decided not to. Well, while sitting here in Dulles International Airport I got cold. Given that I have $40 which is about to become useless I figured I'd go buy a tourist sweatshirt that says "Washington D.C." So I did just that. But I really don't like the sweatshirt I bought. Why I do these things I don't know. I have a solution though. When I get to Kathmandu I'm going to find a nice, deserving street urchin and bequeath this 80% cotton/20% polyester blend to that far more deserving soul.
-The Frequency is Courage,
Doug B.
This is not a blog about getting drunk in Europe. It is about abandoning the familiar and embracing discomfort, about using adversity as a teacher, and also about getting drunk in India and Nepal. It is about embarrassing situations, the ironies of existence, and the ability to grow through laughter or tears or both. Hopefully somebody will find whatever is here to be at least moderately exciting. If not, press the back button on your browser or go on facebook instead.
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Tuesday, August 30, 2011
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