Tim’s Nomad Diaries

The life of a traveler isn’t as carefree and easy as most people think; difficult choices abound and few people really understand the critical notions of trade-offs and opportunity costs within the decision making process like that of the road-weary traveler. (more…)

Here in Phnom Penh during my favorite holiday, trying to get over an ugly case of pink eye and food poisoning from several days earlier , I can’t help but feeling a deep yearning for gathering around a table with all the traditional Thanksgiving food, friends, and family.

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The cuisine of any respective country, for me, is one of the most important things to experience as a traveler, right behind getting to know the local people. So, when my Hospitality Club hosts Thanh and Nhung offered to take other HC member Andy and I out to a traditional Vietnamese dog restaurant, both of us let out a bark of joy at this great opportunity in front of us.

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While in Shenzen, China, I stayed with a group of guys from Bangladesh, who where, with the rest of the muslim world, deep in the middle of Ramadan. During the ninth month of the muslim calender, falling between mid September to mid October, Ramadan is a time where Muslim followers around the world abstain from all food and drink (including water) each day while the sun is up, for the entirety of the month. According to some prominent members of the BSC (Bangladeshi Shenzen Crew), Ramadan is about focusing less on the daily rigors of everyday life, and more on what matters the most: God. It is about the realization that we are all on this planet together, some more fortunate than others in the lives that we were borne into; the aim of Ramadan is to feel what it is like to suffer, like so many people in this world have no choice but to live through, and to understand that we are no better than anyone else, all of us the same in God’s eyes.

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The capital of Vietnam for the better part of the last millennium, Hanoi is a special place, dotted throughout with tranquil parks and lakes, Classical European meets Traditional Eastern architecture, windy alley-ways of the French Old Quarters with outdoor kitchens offering deliciousness every few feet, and those magical Bia Hois–Beer Gardens–where one can find themselves in a hazy stupor of enlightenment inspired by the nectar from the gods for spare pocket change.

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While sitting here in Hanoi, I reflect on my month in China and try to gather my thoughts of what is still a baffling and blurred set of feelings towards that mysterious and most-capitalistic biggest communist country in the world. A stream of different senses and emotions flow through my mind like a whirlwind.

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Cruising down the freeway at 180 KM/Hr. in a new Jaguar Executive with Shin, his girlfriend Yokoma, and 21 year-old sister Ioma; man, talk about hitchhiking in style huh? Shin’s IPOD is loaded with every classic eighties song fathomable; I select Bon Jovi living on a prayer.

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I have a dream. A dream where all male genitalia can live in a world free of persecution, together in peaceful and harmonious serenity; a place where man does not build walls of distrust and points out the differences and discrepancies within one and other, but rather rejoices in the commonalities that unite us all. Tolerance. Love. Compassion. And, the Holy Shaft of fertility, the Great Cock that put us on this planet and gives us Life. A calling to all of the Penii out there, all shapes and sizes, colors and creeds, curved or cut–it matter not, let us all come together for a better fertile and free world.

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Sinking into the seat, after back to back nights in airports–one in Uzbekistan and one in Narita (outside of Tokyo), with my two bulky bags leaning against me and a huge content with life smile implanted across my face, still leftover from Turkey. I look around at all the foreign faces and think to myself how this place is more unlike any place that I have ever been to.
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