Boxing day and Airports

Since December 26, 2009, I have spent 23 hours flying, 12 hours waiting at the Delhi Airport, and 3 hours waiting at the Brussels airport. If I wasn’t the fearless, handsome and yet strangely in-touch-with-his-feelings type of blogger I would say I was tired.

I think I am ready to plan my next travel.

Stay tuned to the blog though. I still have several reflections to post from some days that I have missed. PS who is currently en-route to Goa is one of the guest columnists, and MT also wanted to pen his return from India.

Also, I want to thank you all. I know that there were several people in Ottawa who were following this blog, and I know that there were more than a faithful few in Toronto who were reading this. Trust me, just knowing that people were reading this made me keep wanting to write more.

I have the next two days off work. In those two days on I shall be editing a lot of video footage that I shot,  and posting the final copies of a lot of the pictures that I took. They shall all be peppered across social media for you to enjoy. Remember on twitter you can find me @damookman and on flickr you can find me at Aramil Liadon. I suppose I will paste on facebook as well, though it is well against my religion to do so.

Oh hey, I found an emporium. It was this way.

I can almost taste it

Short post.

Current time, I am in Brussels airport. I am so close to home I can taste it. In fact I already did. I drank my first Starbucks coffee in 20 days.

I know it is not the best coffee in the world, but  it tasted great after having drank nothing but instant/airplane coffee for the better part of the month.

Now back to the program. Coming soon, the day in Udaipur, and why NK, our dashing yet slightly stressed out guide’s, ancestors were the original playas.

In a lounge after getting searched.

We all now have boarding passes. Turns out that really none of us are sitting near one another, but the leg from Brussels we are sort of close by. 


Right now as we sit at a Lounge slightly drunk. We can only reminisce as to what just occurred. Long and short of it, the least experienced traveler in the trinity of lunacy got his baggage searched. Needless to say he was slightly shaken up. Although I must admire the efficiency of his baggage packing. PD had 1 umbrella, a box of crackers, a massive tangle of wires, 4 packs of tissues, 1 change of clothing, and a huge deck of cards. Oh and a camera. 


Engineers, they are a "special" breed.


So to reward ourselves we checked into the airport lounge, which has all inclusive booze. Consequently, I might be slightly buzzed. Video to follow in a bit.