During my recent community volunteering, I have been spending time with an 83-year-old engineer with severe dementia. He loved looking at the world maps. He could remember nothing but only had glimpses of memory hearing the names of places or seeing them on the map. He would say, ‘I think I have been there.’
It all started as eight-year-old learning to ride running trains to see the world.
The quest continued for the next six decades - travelling the Golden triangle without a ticket; climbing peaks in the Himalayas; working with Red Cross during the Bangladesh war; hitchhiking across Europe and almost thrown off a Bulgarian train mistaken as an American.
The journey continued over 75 countries in all 7 continents - taking a plunge in Antarctica, giving away a proxy daughter in a North Pole wedding; scuba diving in the Great Barrier Reef, skydiving in New Zealand; climbing Kilimanjaro, trekking Everest Base camps and having close encounters with wild animals.
This book also narrates an account of the human spirit and its warmth, witnessed and shared during volunteering in five continents.
After sleeping in an Igloo under the dancing Aurora in Greenland in March 2020, my world stopped temporarily.
Published on December 01, 2020