I just got back from Lahore. It was a short 2-day trip to attend the Festival of Lights but gave me a much needed lesson in traveling. Let me share it with you:
Day 1:
• Broke my glasses.
• Forgot the iPhone charger at home, and the phone died at the end of the day.
Day 2:
• Got ready to leave for Islamabad, took a rickshaw to the bus station.
• Didn’t have much cash with me because, you know, ATMs are everywhere. But apparently the banks in Lahore really don’t want you to withdraw cash. I checked every ATM on the way, most were powered off, some were out for maintenance, one gave up right in the middle of the transaction.
• Just when the rickshaw was about to reach the bus station, I realised that I’ve forgotten my home keys at my mamu’s place where I stayed for the night. That’s another round-trip back to their place. It took 3 hours to finally get at the bus station, with keys.
• After I paid the rickshaw-wala, I was almost out of cash.
• There I was. Without cash, with broken glasses, unable to find any working ATM, trying to find a thin wire so I could fix my glasses, couldn’t ask anyone to easypaisa me because, you know, iPhone cannot save you in emergencies, it dies a day before. My dream to become a vagabond had come true.
• Irony: the nearest place I could go to was my ex’s home.
Lesson:
When you’re traveling, if something can go wrong, it will. Don’t panic when it happens.
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آئی جسٹ لَوڈ دس پیس آف رائٹنگ
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So what you did in end? Asked “Ex” to help out?
True, not to panic. Shit happens whenever it has to.
So, how’d you get back home, then?
all can be summarized in just one phrase…”SHIT HAPPENS”…..