I think I am taking way too many supplies. When your pack has more deodorant than socks, and more paper than shirts, you know something might be quite wrong.
This will be more of a stream of thought than a well-thought, insightful post, so my apologies in advance. Sometimes this happens when you leave everything for the very last possible moment. In all honesty, I should be finishing packing my bag right now; it’s only half full and I’ve got my things strewn all across the living room. GPS, shirts, socks, books and other things I’m not sure I should bring lie in little piles like raked leaves in the fall. My plan of attack, and I know it’s going to lead to this, will be to just dump armfuls of gear into the pack and sort it out later.
I hope that works!
It makes me wonder what I’ve been doing in the past couple of weeks to be so amazingly prepared. On a similar note, I’m not quite sure how much money I have. My bank account is hovering around two thousand American dollars but, with our economy where it is and my credit card payment having not gone through yet, I’m probably going to have a bit less than that. The last lens I bought is definitely going to set me back around twelve hundred.
Oh, and my travel plans are absolutely absurd too. After what I imagine isn’t going to be the best 28 hour flight in the world, I’ve got six hours to catch a night train to Kanpur, Uttar Pradesh and then be in the shape to interview and photograph the next day. This type of, let’s say, well-structured planning just might be going on the entire trip. I do plan to see parts of the entire country during my short three month travel period. The map of India looks so small, and might be giving me the delusion I can make the full loop.
All of that negativity aside, I’m stoked! Here goes nothing!