Since I never finish anything, and so I never finished this post in my other blog, I’m going to simply continue it. Because really, little has changed. Including my inability to finish things.
1. Lake Baikal, in Russia
Russia’s a little cold for my taste, but it would be well worth the weather to go see this spectacle of a puddle.
It’s just about the prettiest looking lake in the world, and has awesome wildlife and a rich ecological history. I want to breathe the cold air coming off of it.
2. Ladakh, India
I remember seeing the BBC footage of the Kiang (Tibetan wild ass) in the Planet Earth DVDs, and David Attenborough’s commentary about their peculiar behavior— how they roll around in the dust and run in circles and such. It would be lovely to stand out on the crispy cold, dusty Tibetan plateau and watch the golden eagles soar above the plains. From a level, I’d just watch the asses play and fight and whatever they do, all free out there in the middle of nowhere. Reminds me of Ray Lamontagne’s All The Wild Horses.
It’s a simple thing, maybe, but imagine being so removed. I don’t think I’d pick a place with a lot of people, if given the chance to travel to anywhere. Animals, yea. And wind and dust, apparently. But there wouldn’t be many people.
4. South(ern) Africa