When I started this blog about eight years ago I told myself that it was going to be more of a journal, in fact that’s what I called it then. It’s kind of funny that when I first moved to Dubai a friend told me that ‘journal’ sounded feminine so I changed it to ‘blog.’ The reason I bring this up is because my idea when creating the blog was to write about my experiences, not for other people, but for myself and more importantly, for posterity. I knew then, and still believe now that I have been very lucky to be traveling the world and am not so naïve to believe that I’ll be doing this the rest of my life. Some day I want to sit back and read what I’ve done and more importantly be reminded of the emotions and the connections that I’ve had over the course of my travels.

Since I left Dubai in July I have kind of refrained from adding entries to the blog simply because nothing really special happened to me. This is/was a mistake because the basic act of living in India was memorable even if nothing ‘special’ happened. I really didn’t take any photos while I was there and I regret that I have nothing to help me remember my life for the past three months.