1/1/10: Siem Reap, Cambodia
Actually there’s no new look for the blog, but I liked that title. Catchy. Like Britney Spears’ 1 2 3 song.
2009 was a pretty good year for us, what with quitting our jobs, getting married and spending over 250 hours on buses. But with every good, there must be some bad – or something like that. And with that, let’s get started on a couple of 2009 lists.
(1) That big party that is getting married
Getting married is really fun. No, I mean it. It’s basically a huge party where you’re the center of attention and all of the people you love and who love you are there. And they bring gifts! What could be better?
(2) Discovering the awesomeness that is camping
Yes, camping is dirty, and yes, I am writing this in clean clothes with clean fingernails and clean hair two months later – BUT. I really liked camping. I slept better when we were camping in tents in Africa than I ever have in my life.
(3) The Annapurna Circuit
We came, we climbed, we conquered. I am a better person as a result.
(4) Staying in touch
Kevin and I have been in pretty good touch with our families and our friends while on this trip. We talk on Skype, we email, we poke each other on facebook. Ok, not really the facebook thing, but I wanted to have a third thing in the list. I think I actually am talking to my family more now while we’re traveling than when we were living in Charlotte. Funny how that happens, isn’t it?
(5) Kevin now reads. And eats.
Every day I’m reminded of how much this trip has helped us (i.e. Kevin) become more open-minded. For example, right now Kevin is reading a book for fun with the remains of a chocolate banana smoothie sitting in front of him. If you had told me six months ago that this is what life would be like now, I would have laughed in your face. Loudly.
Things That Happened in 2009 That I Hope Will Happen Less Often (or Never) in 2010
(1) Constantly being mistaken for brother and sister
I don’t know at what point it was on this trip that I grew 12 inches and my ears shrunk to half their normal size, but everywhere we’ve gone, we’ve been asked if we’re brother or sister. Then the people try to make it out like it wasn’t a weird thing to say, like it’s really some sort of compliment. Because people who look like each other are better together. Is that even a real thing? After this happened for the tenth time, I told Kevin that maybe he should act more affectionately towards me. He just looked at me confusedly and said, “Why?”
(2) Mildly panicking every time Kevin is not within eyesight
Ok, mildly is maybe an understatement. I don’t yell or anything but in my head it’s pretty crazy. I think of all of the awful things that could have happened to Kevin (run over by motorbike, swallowed by tiger, fallen into a sewer). We’re pretty much together ALL the time, which means getting separated in a crowd is a scary feeling. Especially because we can’t text each other: “Where R U??” Kidding, I’m hardly technologically advanced enough to text (and I would never write that). But the reality is, we don’t have any way of getting in contact with each other if we get separated, and so when it happens, I’m basically immobilized by worry. Example: the other night we were biking back to our hostel when suddenly I looked around me and couldn’t see Kevin anywhere. I couldn’t remember if he had been riding in front of me or behind me, so I just stopped on the side of the road and waited. And waited. And panicked silently. Luckily, Kevin realized a few minutes later that I hadn’t followed him and eventually come back for me. Otherwise I may have just stood there forever.
(3) Being TOO connected
Now that we have good internet and free wireless at our hostels, the very first thing that we do when we get up is check email. And the blog. And the news. And sports. We can’t even be bothered to say good morning to each other first. What kind of newlyweds are we? Pathetic.
Picture of the Day: When we open up an art gallery we’ll call this one “Monk on Cell Phone.”