So my family began traveling with me once again a couple of months ago. We had a choice of a couple different strategies:
A) We could set up a base of operations in a grade-A air regional travel hub somewhere in Asia — such as Singapore, Taipei, or Kuala Lumpur — for the next six months to a year that I could use to travel in and out of to do my projects and my family could concoct a semblance of a regular life.
B) We could change countries each month, making stops in 11 countries across Asia, hunkering down in a short-term apartment rental each time. Basically, go back to the strategy that we were running when Petra was 10 months – 3 years old.
I was expecting my wife to go for the former but she chose the later. She’s still a traveler, and she’s had enough of being stashed places as I go out and do my work.
So that left us staring down at an open map of Asia. We sketched out a route through Kinmen, Taipei, Kuala Lumpur, Brunei, Cambodia, Myanmar, Nepal, Sri Lanka, the Maldives …
This plan will, of course, be wholly and completely disrupted and reassembled ad nauseam as we go.
But there is perhaps no better feeling than looking at a map and knowing that you can go anywhere.