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Writing this post is akin to start writing a book from the middle. The only saving grace, perhaps, is that this story can begin anywhere and it won't matter much.

I have been facing a writer's block as far as this trip is concerned. Going places, meeting people, eating everywhere - it is an experience that is difficult to put down in words, more so when you are in the midst of the experience! But try I shall.

So far it has been like living a dream. A dream I have harbored for long. Strangely, it is quite surprising how less lonely you feel when you are traveling alone. It is liberating; as if the whole world has embraced you with its arms. It is there for you to explore in its entirety - without prejudice, without anyone to judge you, without anyone to confront you. It is you and you alone.