People ask me why I still type with pain in my arms. I usually ward off those kinda questions with a timely joke or a swift change of subject. Handy to have some of those up the sleeves. If you take away writing from me, I would... waste away? Granted, I don't make the prolific writers' list, but hey, who says you've gotta be Indian to enjoy good curry?
Just like you don't need to be an Egyptologist to be fascinated by that ancient civilisation down the Nile. One of these days (I am hoping it would be this year) I will make that trip down the Valley of The Kings and hang out at the Cairo Museum, do the tourist thing (something I haven't done in a long time) and basically be enamoured by the great historic and cultural landscape all around me. Aaaaah...
Man, gotta go rough it out before I get too old and need dentures to chew through my salad. Or else just stock up the backpack with porridge mix. Can't wait to to wander, wander, wander... maybe I should just hook up with a professional wanderer to do a global circuit thing.... hmmm...
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