Ready to go home

I'm back in Delhi now, my flight out of delhi to bangkok is late on thursday night. I get home to Boulder on Saturday. Tapavan was the last destination, the big goal, it was giving me energy, and now I'm a bit deflated, disgusted with India, can't see past her dirt and her beggars anymore, like I used to. I know there's beautiful spirit here, but now I just need to get away from here in order to see it. I got a nice hotel room here, with a tv, and I'm just watching HBO and playing drums. Some unpleasentness with my ticket home, will be worked out tomorrow. Tomorrow I also want to see the modern art museum here, which should be enjoyable.

Homecoming is really central to this trip, this trip was in a sense entirely homecoming; the formation of a wider worldview, streinghth, tolerance, to take back to my 'real' life. I will not spend my entire life travelling; the idea of a home gives my life meaning. How can I know what I have experienced until it is viewed from afar? How will I know how I have changed until I am thrust back into my old environment, with old habits and old temptations? But that won't really happen until september, when I go back to Rhode Island. Which I am also highly looking forward to. That fact though highlights that my trip isn't really ending--almost as soon as I get back, I will be thrust into a brand new experience, a new life, which I hope will be thrilling and rewarding and a lot of hard work. The search is not yet complete, the vacation not yet over.

Home makes this trip a work of art in itself, an object to be viewed and digested by american souls, my own, and not only my own. Each blog entry a small homecoming, a removal from immediate reality, an encapsullation and representation. Immediate reality is only a small part of the game in India; meaning is everything, and meaning is given to art by the viewer, by the reader, and I have been the viewer and the reader of this trip, and you have been the reader of my interpretations. And this process will continue--I will post a detailed and comprehensive reccollection of my trip, complete with all the good photos I have taken, on my blog as soon as I get it done; give me time, it will take a lot of work.

So look out for that, final entry on the blog, with all my photos, to be posted a few weeks after I get home. I think I'll send out a mass email letting people know when I've posted that, but I can't promise you'll be on it, because I always forget about you.

After that, I think I'll start a new blog, a fresh start, not go back to the tired poetic terrorism, so I'll let you know about that.

So that's that. I'll see you in Boulder, or in California, or in Rhode Island, and I can't wait until that moment, I miss you muchly.
Om shanti
jed