Some people have asked me about the purpose of the trip.
Some others have questioned the meaning of it, while yet another one has told me "what are you running away from?"
These are nothing but the reflection of other people's fears and doubts about the victory against conventionalisms.
The very mirror of First World societies' advices in favour of immobility and alleged mainstream uniformity.
People dumping their unsecurities from their comfy lives in a falsely safe bubble, apart from "world's" unknown dangers.
The purpose of this trip is nothing but the desire for discovery, for knowledge, of oneself (sure), and of different truths, cultures, peoples, languages and stories.
Asia has always been veiled by mystery and mysticism, by prejudices and ignorance, despite of the so many times said One World culture of our days, the age of global communication and the end of exploration.
It has exerted too a profound attraction over me for as long as I can remember, and convinced that real learning can only take place by living it, for once I will leave aside the books and search it on my own.
This trip departs too from the conviction that one can do what one wants to do only if he's able to overcome his/her surrounding social pressure.
And this is what I want to do, and I'll do it because I can do it.
In summary, this purpose is the purpose of one life.
Tibetarrak, Txinako begipuntuan.
6 years ago