Ok, so you did well on our last vote “Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow” and the overwhelming response seems to be that I shouldn’t cut my hair just yet. Against my better judgment and in appreciation of your comments, I’ve decided to believe you. The hair stays…for now.
As I am sure it has become quite clear to the regular reader (thanks mom), I am clearly writing about things that happened a few months back, while presently traveling much farther ahead of where the posts on this website seem to put me. That is true, and as you may have guessed, the lagtime between when I visit a place and when I write about it is typically due to the amount of time it takes me to process the photos and videos and write up the stories and how often I can find a reliable internet connection (Although the Map Section of this travelogue typically is a good representation of where I physically am at the moment).
So, now for example, as I post about Cambodia, I’m actually half-way around-the-globe in Africa. In fact, last night I reached Cape Town, South Africa after extensive overland travel by way of every conceivable form of transportation through eight African countries—starting when I landed in Nairobi, Kenya in December.
Fear not, I’ll continue to share my stories and photos in chronological order with Vietnam, SE Asia, Western China, and Tibet up next, and then soon onto India. But before I do that, I thought I’d ask once again for your input.
I’ve made it to the Southern tip of Africa and am now at the point I must decide to go LEFT or RIGHT.
I’d always planned on assessing my health and wits after I finished my overland route through Africa and then deciding whether to head A) LEFT/East up to Thailand, Malaysia, Indonesia and then down to Australia, New Zealand and the South Pacific before heading back towards home (think pristine beaches, thai curries, the world’s tallest twin towers, volcanos, witch doctors, coral reefs, kangaroos, surfing, palm trees, Fijian Islands and Lord of the Rings), or I could go B) RIGHT/West to South America starting in Brazil and then over to Argentina, Peru, and up through Columbia, Venezula and Central America back towards home (think samba, Rio, salsa, Caipirinhas, Andes mountains, Patagonia, Che Gueverra, Machu Picchu, cloud rain forests, tortillas and hot peppers.)
So I turn to you dear reader: If you were here with me, dangling your feet off The Cape of Good Hope—-20 months into a trip around-the-world—which way would you go? Leave your comments below.