Christmas in Brussels

43 days 'till Dehli.

I should be dancing through these times. But, of course, I'm not. Too much time and too little going on. Checking Facebook and Twitter over and over again, playing Angry Birds or looking for new apps in the iTunes store. That's how I spend my holidays. Whenever I'm getting near the edge of insanity I walk the streets alone, window shopping well before dawn.

Christmas Eve consisted of one baguette, too many cheap beers and a bunch of online poker tournaments. Christmas in Brussels. It's not a happy place, it's not a happy time.

Notwithstanding, this Christmas sadness is disgusting. I'm a white dude in a spacious apartment in a nice part of town. Billions of people would kill for this lifestyle. But here I am; bitching and complaining (just like a little girl) about my luxurious, lonely life in Brussels...

It's time to get out before I start to believe in my own misery.

The Logistics Of Leaving

Got a brand new passport, brand new credit cards and one-way ticket to Dehli…
A solid plan. Now it all comes down to the simple logistics of leaving.

Planning and preparation. Making arrangements, canceling subscriptions, visits to the doctor and the bank, reading guidebooks, intensive Googling and lots of staring at the map of the world. The logistics of leaving keep me away from my worries and fears. Too many India-stories seem to involve getting sick, getting scammed, getting robbed. Well, that's not keeping me here. I already got plenty of experience in all of those fields.

I need to go.
Those four little words cover it all.

Weeks have passed since my last phone call with Cambodia. There's even less going on in this town. It's a very quiet, very comfortable and very lonely life in Brussels. There simply has to be more than this. Make no mistake, this is not a tale about some kind of Great Adventurer or Crazy Traveler.
Just a brain dead dodo in a golden cage. I need to get out before I'm too numb to even care.

When I'm not blinded by fear,
I feel pretty awesome about leaving...