Harmonic Divergence
July 20 – August 3, 2012:
KC->; Detroit ->; Nagoya ->; Manila ->; Davao City ->; Butuan ->; Manila ->; Kuala Lumpur ->; Manila ->; Nagoya ->; Detroit ->; KC
Kansas City, 3am. My mind is home, but my body is still in Asia. My mind is thinking of the household needs to be addressed since I’ve been away, but my body is reminding me that it’s already Saturday night, and it is requesting some baked whole fish, white rice, with some soy spiked with red chilies and garlic on the side. I’m thinking about the wonderful friends I made over the past weeks, but I’m also looking forward to my daughter coming home from Dublin this afternoon and having the whole family together. I loved all the wonderful dishes that were served to me in Manila and Kuala Lumpur, but I can’t wait to sharpen my knives and cook something French (about all I’ll be good for today). Harmonic divergence.
I’m asked often if I realize how fortunate I am to be able to travel widely. I am, of course, and I think it’s why I love this first night of jet lag, oddly. Right now, sitting in the dark, my thoughts sliding between two continents, for a few hours I’m neither here nor there, my affections spun over East and West, suspended between yin and yang.
My father instilled a love for travel in me at the age of eight. He took his whole family to Europe for a year – three times. As a working adult I cannot just sit in front of a computer and buy food commodities. I need to see to understand how they grow, how they’re processed, and I have a boss that encourages my approach. I am a very lucky man.
Such is my glorious plight – as I just begin to feel the swell of time zone fatigue, I’m also starting the feel the anxiety of knowing that there is no travel on my business or personal schedules. I will fix that as soon as is practicable.
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