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I wish I could remember everything. Honestly, I think if I was tested, I would have just a slightly above average memory. But still, I feel inadequate to remember all the perfect details of this trip we've been on.

This isn’t a new feeling. I’ve felt this way since day one. I wish I could remember every single thing that’s happened: every thought process, every person, every emotion and every mental note made. If there was a way I could somehow put a recorder into my brain so that all images, videos and thoughts would be saved, I would do it. And the recorder would be even better if it could somehow capture not only those things, but everything else that comes with the human experience. If it could record all of that, too, that would be awesome.

I have moments where I’m afraid of forgetting something that happened. I’m anxious that I won’t remember something important - or something not important, even. These 15-weeks have been absolutely amazing and life changing. And I want to be able to remember it all in 5, 10, 30, 60 years. But I know I can't.

I’ve done my best to keep a daily journal of what we’ve done each day, the people we've met, the places we've seen, the arguments David and I have had, the victories we’ve shared, and how all of that made me feel. I hope I will be able to reread the currently-132 pages and be transported back to each experience.

It’s an anxious feeling - to feel this need to constantly document everything. But this feeling is only present because of how awesome this trip and our experiences have been. Had they been mediocre, I wouldn't feel this constant need to document and remember.

It’s things even like this moment. I’m sitting on a bus driving from Dublin to Cork and thinking about how even in a few days, I will want to remember exactly how I felt: anxious, tired, excited to see the Blarney Stone, sad at the thought of going home. This moment will mean something to me in only a few days because it means something to me now. And I want desperately to remember every second of it.


  • Gingernut cookies to dip in English Breakfast tea
  • how a taxi driver in Thailand dropped us at the wrong place
  • Honey Kiki the cat knocking off my earplugs repeatedly like a game at Hye's house in London
  • the first time I saw hieroglyphics - in the desert around the Sakkara pyramids
  • meeting two UGA students in our hostel in Kaikoura, NZ (one was from Catersville of all places)
  • being separated only by glass from the works of Leonardo Da Vinchi, Michaelangelo and Bethtoveen at the British Library
  • the antique elevators in our building in Cairo
  • how a shopkeeper got us drunk in the Christian Quarter in Old Jerusalem - and might have tried to cop a feel >.<
  • Balinese man in the airport that took $50 from us
  • generosity of the London couple who offered us their home - and how snotty their daughter sounded when she turned us away
  • excitement of the crew in Kaikoura when we spotted a blue whale
  • having an Egyptian man yell at us in our taxi, "do you not trust me? do you not like Egyptians? f*** you! go home!"
  • how wide the Legong dancers eyes were in Bali
  • how much love we felt from Solo at Botaira when he gave us a lobster dinner for free
  • the vibrancy of the paint on some of the hieroglyphics that were 4000 years old
  • details of the mosaics on Wat Arun
  • the word David yelled jumping from Nevis
  • the first time I saw a turkish toilet - Bali airport
  • British tour guide telling us how he thinks being shouted at in German is the scariest language to be shouted in
  • our surprise to a $56 movie ticket in Bangkok and how we made him refund the card
  • watching the UEFA cup at Standige Vertretung in Berlin
  • talking to the gardener at the Garden of Gethsemane
  • how amazing the wine was in paris - oh and the chocolate and food and coffee and everything else
  • Megan's kindness to offer us a bed in Hokitika, NZ when our couchsurfing host didn't show - and how when she finally did show, she cornered us on her porch and told us that calling people was how they get in touch with one another in New Zealand. Well, we use smoke signals in the US, lady
  • the massiveness of the Eiffel Tower
  • making David ride a camel
  • meeting two UGA girls in a bar in Berlin and then partying with them until 7am
  • two Austrian boys who claimed Coors was the best beer in the world - really dude? you're basically German and you tell me Coors is the best beer in the world?
  • how the Sphinx was much smaller than the Pyramids and our surprise
  • the let down we felt in the Church of the Holy Sepulcher
  • sleeping in the Istanbul airport during a 4 hour layover to London
  • colors of the sunsets in Fiji
  • the one baby seal we saw at Milford Sound and how our guide was so surprised since babies are never there
  • my surprise when I saw how much Fox Glacier had retreated since 2010
  • being bitten by, not one, but two monkeys in Bali
  • Andrew, our Australian friend we met in Fiji, saying, "That's YOU guys???" when we mentioned the UGA men's swim team's harlem shake video
  • how much I hate the tube in London
  • South Korean we met on the train to Chiang Mai who gave us some perspective on life
  • the angry train manager who yelled at me to wake up at 7am on the way to Bangkok from Chiang Mai
  • Our guide, Shereif's (who is an Egyptologist in Cairo) theory on which pharaoh Moses escaped from
  • the wave of sadness we felt when we left Hye's house in London
  • how bad Simba sounds with a British accent
  • being literally pushed by a small Chinese woman in Versailles
  • our first friends made in Fiji, Travis and Samantha
  • having to make Ryan repeat himself when he said "tube" because I heard "cheap" #britishaccent
  • Stefani in New Zealand who told us she lived most of her life ashamed to be German
  • being short of my nose pressed against the glass from a mummy in the Egyptian Museum and talking to him like he might talk back

and there are so many more... for another post

Posted by smweaver24 02:48 Archived in Ireland

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