On 9th May 2010, armed with my new biometric passport and a 60L backpack full of dreams (amongst some clothes), I flew approximately 3500km to Kathmandu to start what has been the biggest trip in my life.

I was gone for two months. Compared to many travellers, who have taken six months, a year, two years… a decade off to travel (sigh), two months really may not seem like a long time, but for me two months was about all I could afford then.

53 days later, I returned home, ready to jump onto the next plane out of the country. The trip had left me with a passport that looked like it had gone through the war, a camera that didn’t work properly, and a very empty wallet. I may have come home poorer (in money) but I was richer in a kind of worldly experience no travel guidebook would ever be able to prepare me for.

I tried my best to blog on the move through Nepal, Tibet and China, though not very successfully. Here’s my attempt to continue blogging about my experiences, the people I met along the way, the lessons I’ve learnt throughout the journey, and most importantly, the reasons why I’ll never want to stop travelling.

– daph (dap[dot]chui[at]gmail[dot]com)

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails.

Explore. Dream. Discover.”

– Mark Twain



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