This year snuck me up a little from afar,
I rung the New Year in actually walking to the bar.
I missed that bloody countdown that we all anticipate,
running down the sidewalk, true to style – completely late.
But this wouldn’t be a show of what’s to come for me this year,
I planned on making money then getting me right outta there.
I worked my little butt off, making wine and squishing grapes,
Then I chucked that funny hat on and I went to graduate.
I flew on up to Thailand where I lazed up on a beach,
Did a little snorkelling, and burnt up like a peach.
I didn’t ride an elephant or touch tigers while I’s there,
Or see a dancing monkey – non of which I think are fair.
I travelled on to Laos leaving sawaide kaaaa behind,
Explored the Northwest corner to see what I could find.
‘Scooted’ to the border of China just to see,
I’m not really sure what exactly, but that was fine with me.
I lost my favourite jandals in a scary kayak trip,
Then travelled in a dodgy bus that threatened it’d tip.
As luck would have it we were in a place that served a great baguette,
After two months eating rice and noodles, any better could this get?
A dodgy city tour by a local Burmese man,
Welcomed us to Yangon like only cities can.
We moved from golden temple to golden rock upon a hill,
That forbade that women touched it, which really made me ill.
Then Bagan valley called us, with its 2000 temples old,
A special place at sunrise with stupas red and gold.
A giant lake with gardens and a Buddhist monastry,
A shop with long-necked ladies, was Inle Lake for me.
Then we touched on Indian soil where crazy took a hold,
Where nothing works on logic, and no-one fits the mold.
A train to a charming tea-town, then to see a rhino bathe,
Then a double decker root bridge in the hills – that was my fav.
I watched some bodies burning, and tried yoga on a roof,
I went to watch some border guards that marched around like goofs.
I saw the Dalai Lama – actually his house was what I saw,
I rode a desert camel, and then slept upon the floor.
For Christmas day the Taj Mahal was where we chose to be,
And next we’ll head for New Years to a place that’s alcohol free.
I haven’t thought of resolutions or how next year should be,
I only hope it’s really full of brilliant things for me!