Today – 3rd June 2014 – marks one year on the road since landing in Asia. As I know how much you all love my poems, I wrote one especially. You’re welcome.
Touching down in Asia, a year ago today,
I thought I’d be in Italy by the time it got to May.
But, I’m just in China only half way on the map,
With a mere three months remaining to bridge the final gap.
I will admit that in this time there’s been some ups and downs,
But for every bastard moment, something wonderful came ’round.
It’s been a year of learning, a year of sights and tastes and smells,
Of complete and utter frustration, of moments bad and moments swell.
I’ve been to tops of mountains, and walked on sandy shores,
I’ve had traveller’s diarrhoea, and a random bout of sores.
I’ve been hit and grabbed by beggars, to whom I never gave a dime,
And I’ve lost my shit completely an unknown amount of times.
I’ve been handed new born babies, so the folks could take a snap,
Smiling very quickly so I could give it right on back.
I’ve joined in dancing sessions in China’s public parks,
And been asked to dance some ballroom, with an old man in the dark.
I spent 10 days in silence, (and pain, and hunger too),
In a bid to learn Vipassana, a practise I’ll persue.
I’ve seen temples by the hundreds and pilgrims many more,
Received unwanted ‘tikkas’ by babas unignored.
I’ve spent a birthday on a scooter, and a Christmas at the Taj.
I’ve eaten jelly noodles, and a stinky durian,
And chillies that make your mouth go numb the minute they go in.
I went to see some pandas, and got lost along the way,
I rode upon a camel – not the comfiest of days.
I’ve been so high at altitude it’s difficult to sleep,
I’ve had my earlobe fondled by the creepiest of creeps.
I’ve drunken tea with milk, tea with flowers, green and black,
I’ve also tried a tea that’s made with salt and milk of nak.*
I’ve had horrific blisters on every single toe,
And had to nurse an Angelo badly blinded by the snow.
As you see it’s been a year of weird and wonderfuls,
And I’m sure it will get weirder the closer Europe pulls!
*Naks are females, while yaks are males – you don’t wanna drink their milk!!