Hello from Chengdu…I’m safe and happy. The flight (on August 30) to
Beijing was long and uneventful and the night there was fine. I landed
late in the evening of the 31st and on the 1st made my way here. It
took most of the day. I was met at the airport by the folks I’m
traveling to Yushu with and we all went out for dinner–gorgeous,
spicy hot, Sichuan food.
This morning I’m in a small hostel in Chengdu that caters mostly to
20-somethings traveling the world by backpack (Wait a minute, you mean
I’m not a 20-something traveling the world by backpack??).
Flying here I finished two books…one of them, Terra Incognito by
Sara Wheeler (about her travels in Antarctica) blew me away.
In writing about her desire to return there she says:
“I’ll never feel quite so separated from my anxieties. It’s as though
God has given me a gift, a once in my life, to step off the planet for
two months and listen to a different music.”
And I thought…that’s what traveling–especially to places that test
us, make us see differently, take us out of the warm cocoons of our
everyday–does to us: it separates us from our anxieties, from the
psychopathology of everyday life.
Later today we–Tamdin, Jamphel, and Tsering (all staff from Tibetan
Village Project) and I– will visit the factory where the tents were
made and begin loading the trucks. If all goes as planned, we’ll begin
driving tomorrow and delivering tents on Monday. We’ve enough tents
and other supplies to help nearly 2000 people. We’ll also be bringing
solar lighting and other supplies.
Much love to you all.