Is it too late?

I've just spent the past month and a half in India. I'm flying out tomorrow and I've decided, today will be the day that I shall start a blog. There are still some adventures to come, but many have already been had. I suppose my backwards blogging will provide some opportunity for reflection rather than the forced re-telling of fresh experiences. Maybe this way I'll be less sarcastic? Probably more.

For starters, let me say that before embarking on this journey to India alone, I was admittedly a bit nervous. Something I did not want my parents or any one else to know. People would scrunch up their face like they'd had a hard shot of Ginebra when I first starting informing close friends that I was going to India to take a yoga teacher's training course. "It's not safe for women there." "It's a dump." "You're going to get Delhi-belly." "At least you'll probably be really skinny after from getting diarrhea everyday." Super. I can say with great pride and relief, that I survived India, with belly and intestines fully intact! Now, it is on to Nepal so I guess the India overview will have to wait. Today it is on to new adventures; Chitwan to begin my two week volunteer placement in a small village that is trying to sustainably develop and promote eco-tourism. I was supposed to be bus-bound by now, but wanted to stick around Kathmandu to explore the town a little bit before I leave, and hopefully get some hiking boots since I tossed my sneakers back in Pushkar. Onward!