experiment in solitude or; the misadventures of an overactive imagination

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These sneaks were made fer walking…alone?

I went into town by myself for the first time. That seems odd, but really, in the six months we’ve been here, I’ve never been anywhere alone. It’s often myself and my best friend; we cook together, so it’s natural to go grocery shopping together. But, knowing that soon enough I will (hopefully) be alone in a strange country again without her, I decided to go on an experimental journey today and see what would happen when alone.

Well, first off, Godzilla ran off kilter and ended up on our coast instead of Tokyo’s, so I joined in a pack of screaming natives and ran all the way down to an underpass. We huddled for hours, until his giant booming steps marched off to other realms. Then, just when we thought we were safe, China decided to go ahead and attack with bombs full of stinky tofu and durian, proven to be much more powerful and incapacitating than mustard gas. Eyes streaming, I watched from inside a local bookstore, managing to purchase some more notebooks despite the general chaos.

Of course, as soon as I came out and wanted to go to the grocery store, the large Taiwanese wolves had come out, noses twitching, and a pack of them chased me all the way to RT Mart. I managed to beat them off by spitting tea bobas periodically, but I barely escaped with my life.  And I miss those bobas.

…okay, so maybe not ALL that happened. But if I wrote what I did do, it would look like this: I went to the bookstore and bought notebooks. Then I walked down the road and bought milk tea. Then I went to the grocery store and bought food. Then I sat down and waited for the bus to come. Then I arrived at home.

My other version is much better, right?

Well, shenanigans aside, it was instructive at least, in showing me that my imagined difficulties of operating alone were groundless. Not that I was in the least afraid, but once you haven’t done something for so long, the prospect of doing it becomes bigger than it should be. Like the moon close to the horizon appearing bigger in your head but not in reality.

If you’re in a foreign country alone, kudos to you, because you’ve had to get out there and be independent and stuff. Beat those wolves, man, beat ‘em! If you’re on a team or with a group, I encourage you, if you’re in a safe country, to try going it alone at least once. Then you know you can, that nothing will jump out and eat you, and you’ll be happy you did. And if something does eat you, don’t blame me. I said to make sure you’re in a safe country.

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3 thoughts on “experiment in solitude or; the misadventures of an overactive imagination

    • I actually read the book about a year ago. I don’t think I’d like the movie, simply because the book was so incredible, and most of the amazing-ness of it would be impossible to portray. But I appreciate the compliment. :D Methinks you’d like the book a lot.

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