In Anticipation: Myanmar

When I told my parents I was going to Myanmar at the end of April, we got into a huge fight.

This was not the kind of “oh no it’s too dangerous for you to go” kind of nagging. It was more of a WHAT HAPPENED TO THE GOOD DAUGHTER THAT NEVER DOES ANYTHING CRAZY type of revelation that every parent dreads. Now, I never went through a rebellious teen phase, and spent four very tame years in college, so my parents never thought that as a 22 year-old working adult, I’d suddenly and irrevocably got bitten by the travel bug. The truth is, more than ever, I am restless. I want to see the parts of the world that only existed in books, and I want to see them before they are swept by the tides of change.

Myanmar is one such place -the land of a thousand buddhas, misty rice paddies nestled by foothills, and of Aung San Suu Kyi. I booked the tickets impulsively after a long and mundane day at work in February, But now, after spending a whole morning pouring over Lonely Planet and stocking on mosquito repellent and aloe vera gel, it suddenly seems so real. The trip is in a week, it’s happening!!!

I will be blogging in detail about this trip when I am back in early May. This feeling of anticipation, before a huge trip, it’s simply the best thing ever.