October 16th, 2012, 17:30
In the Toronto airport, panic strikes. Hard. I’ve been sitting here with Odin, my big orange backpack, for about 5 hours. In hindsight a ten hour layover in Canada wasn’t the greatest idea. And the next one in Frankfurt probably wont be great either. Fear fogs my vision while I stumble-run into the cold sterile bathroom with Odin weighing me down. As I slam through the door, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, flushed face and all. Reality hits. I’m going to India. Alone. With no planning whatsoever. For an obscene amount of time. Six months. Half a year. Is this too much? Should I quit halfway? Make it two months instead? Did I bring enough money? Am I wrongly trusting strangers? Are these people I found on couchsurfing going to kidnap me or rob me or kill me? What the hell was I thinking? This is a mistake. I’m stupid. This was wrong.
All of these thoughts and more strike me all at once and fly around my head. And I haven’t even left North America yet.
Traveling has a profound ability to change a person in many ways. It can give you a new outlook on the world and its cultures, make you learn new skills and, if you do it right, push yourself to the limits. But long-term travel can also change you physically. You’ve seen what it can do […]
While traveling in another country, it’s often a good idea to carry your passport at all times in a safe and secure location. Just in case anything happens, you have immediate access to this important document.
The following is what happens when you carry around your brand new passport in your back pocket everyday for 6 months in India.
Introducing the Evolution of a Passport: