I’m looking forward to our trip to India later this year. But today I’m looking back on my trip to Sri Lanka. I spent two fabulous weeks there in the spring of 2003. Whenever I look at travel photos, books or programs, I become a little wistful. I’d usually rather be there than here. But one can’t easily be a permanent traveller.
Except, some actually do manage it. On the day this photo was taken, at an elephant sanctuary near Kandy, I met just one such fellow. He’d inherited a house, presumably from parents or perhaps grandparents. He’d let it out to renters and travelled on the monthly income. At that point, he’d been roaming the world for just over a decade. Maybe he is still out there, still exploring, still spending that rental income frugally.
Besides a regular monthly income, he had one other vital attribute. He was single. It does make life on the road a lot easier. To be honest, he was quite a dull chap, which may be as much a reason for his single status as his lifestyle. He had another attribute, which I’d regard as less suitable for an eternal traveller. I’ll put it this way. If he had a blog, and I doubt very much he has, it would almost certainly be titled, “Places In The World Where I Did Get Most Stoned.”