Over the last few years, so many of my friends have been travelling to all these exotic place. They come back here and say to me, “Kundan, you’re such a homebody. You need to travel farther than Mullumbimby. You need to get out and see the world.”
Well, it just got to be too much, so, I decided to go to the next exotic place that was mentioned to me. Then, some guy tells me about this World Shakuhachi Festival in Kyoto, Japan. (Whatever a shakuhachi is.) Now, I’m a man who sticks to his word, so, I booked a flight for this next Friday to take me to Japan. I told my friends and they said, that’s a good start. It is exotic enough but it’s not far enough. It’s only one time zone. You won’t even get jetlag from that flight.
I had an idea. I called my brother and said, “You think it would be ok with Curt if I came to his wedding?” My brother hesitated and replied, “Hmmm, I’ll put in a word for you but just because he’s your nephew don’t expect him to say ‘yes’. After the last time that you were here… I mean… if I weren’t on such good terms with the fire and police departments….”
Well, my nephew was feeling magnanimous and, so, I added California to my trip. That’s at least five or six time zones. My friends seem satisfied but insist that I do another longer trip after this one and not wait ten years in-between. I’ll see what I can do.