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An article of some true happenings during tours and traveling from which we can learn important life lessons. The texts are in English. For mindful reflection.

An article of some true happenings during tours and traveling from which we can learn important life lessons. The texts are in English. For mindful reflection.

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  2. 2. 2 The forgetfulness and unmindful ways of people who go on trips can sometimes be quite unbelievable. Some years ago I went on a trip to Melaka. There was a busload of about 40 people among them many of my friends. In the group was a couple whom I shall refer to as Mr. and Mrs. Bong who were in their late fifties. Both of them were a little absent-minded and had to be reminded about important matters by the organizers whenever they went on tours. We started our trip to Melaka early in the morning. There were the usual briefing, reminders and allocation of seats through drawing lots. Married couples understandably on seats adjacent to each other. About half way in the journey, the bus stopped at a rest area for us to go to toilets. After the break of about 15 to 20 minutes, we all boarded the bus to resume our journey. The organizer asked all of us to check that our seating partners were up on the bus already. Nobody reported any missing passenger and so the bus started to move again. It was about 10 minutes later when the bus was already a distance away on the highway when Mrs. Bong shouted from the back of the bus, “Stop! Stop! My husband is not on the bus!” Just fancy that! The bus had to turn back to the rest area to fetch Mr. Bong. He was standing near the parking area looking very worried indeed. In the bus later we were ‘entertained’ by the loud arguments and quarrel between Mr. and Mrs. Bong each blaming the other for what happened. One of the most important things I do whenever I go on tours overseas is to look after my passport very carefully. I know the terrible trouble and hassle one has to go through if the passport is lost. I usually would put my passport in a passport sling bag and wear it over my neck like a dog tag. At the hotel I would place it under the pillow before sleeping. I would not leave the passport anywhere around in the room visible to anybody.
  3. 3. 3 A traveling monk whom I had known for many years told me about a terrible experience he had when his passport was stolen right from his hotel room. He was traveling in India and on one occasion he befriended a fellow traveler and they decided to share room in a low budget hotel in one of the cities they were visiting in India. After checking into they hotel, they of course took turns to shower at the attached bathroom. My friend, the monk left his passport on the dressing table in the room while he took his bath. When he came out of the bathroom he got the shock of his life to find both his roommate and his passport missing. His traveling companion had stolen his passport and absconded. Imagine the trouble and hassle he had to go through to sort matters out at the embassy which was located in another city. It is common knowledge among tourists going on planes that it is important to have a hand carry bag other than the main luggage to be checked in. The hand carry bag should contain important items like some spare clothing, toiletries, personal medication, house keys and any other essential things. I remember something amusing that happened in our Europe tour in the 1990s. There were these two ladies in their mid thirties in our group. Susie and Jenny (not their real names) were traveling partners and also good friends. Like the rest of us they checked in their main luggage at the Kuala Lumpur airport and before long we were on our way. The plane made a transit at the Bangkok International Airport to pick up some passengers. It was already quite dark in the evening when we reached our first destination of the Europe tour. At the Rome airport we went through the usual immigration, baggage claim and customs procedures. Our two lady friends got the shock of their lives when it was discovered that their main luggage went missing.
  4. 4. 4 The tour manager filed a report. Apparently through a mistake the luggage had been sent to another destination in another part of the world and it might take some days before the two poor ladies could get back their luggage. Imagine the disappointment of Susie and Jenny and to their horror they realized that they did not have any spare clothing in their hand carry bags. The tour manager with her great sense of humor made the following announcements at the bus when we were on our way to the hotel: “Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please. As you know our friends Susie and Jenny have not been able to claim their main luggage. The airline is trying to trace where the missing luggage items are touring now. Susie and Jenny need urgently some clothing. If any of you could spare some clothing especially bras and panties, it would be much appreciated.” There was a roar of laughter. Some of men were ‘giggling’. Even if they had some ladies’ undergarments, would they be bold enough to loan to them? The tour manager consoled Susie and Jenny and assured them that they would be brought to do some shopping in Rome the following day. It was some days later that Susie and Jenny got back their luggage at the Frankfurt airport. By then we had covered our short tours of Italy, Vatican City, Liechtenstein and Austria. What an unforgettable adventure! To be lost in a foreign place can be a most frightening experience. We had this experience in Venice, Italy during our Europe tour. Venice was the last city for us to tour in Italy. Earlier the tour manager had explained carefully to us what we should do in the event we got lost and could not join the group on time to proceed on the tour through central Europe.
  5. 5. 5 She gave clear instructions as to how we could go by train on our own and intercept the rest of the group in another country. At that time there was no mobile phone for communication and we would have to rely on public phones and hotel contacts for any enquiry or messages to the tour manager. To me the thought of losing our way and going through all the hassle was a rather disturbing one. I have a terrible sense of direction and would feel jittery whenever I find myself lost in a place. Venice is a most fascinating place to visit, so rich in history, culture and beauty. At the famous St Mark’s Square, the tour manager told us that we would be given 2 hours to explore the place and had to be back at the meeting point by a certain time. The bus would move on to the next country leaving behind people who were late to fend for themselves. My mother, youngest brother and a family friend were moving as a group. I had to rely on my brother and family friend for our ‘exploration’. There were simply so many small buildings, shops, architectural structures, and so on. It was at a maze of alleys that we got lost. One way seemed to be the same as the other. Initially we thought we could find our way out. We enjoyed the sights, the food and the shopping. About half an hour before the scheduled time, we started to try to make our way back to the meeting point at St Mark’s Square. We seemed to be going round and round in the maze. Of course we asked around for directions. Language was a barrier and many a time confusing directions seemed to be given. Panic set in us. After an agonizing ‘game’, finally we managed to get out of the maze …just in time to meet with the group. What a relief!
  6. 6. 6 What is it like to be caught in a curfew when you are on a tour in a foreign country? In November 2004, a group of 26 of us were on a pilgrimage to Nepal and India. All the tour members knew one another and were good friends. There was a monk in our pilgrimage; the rest were from Teluk Intan and Ipoh. We spent the first 2 days in Kathmandu, Nepal. This was the period of some political trouble between the Nepalese government and the Maoists many of whom were in the countryside of Nepal. At Kathmandu itself we noticed some demonstrations and protest groups. There was a heavy military and police presence in various parts of Kathmandu. After breakfast on the third day, we started our journey by bus to Pokhara, the magic city of Nepal, some 130 miles away. As road conditions were not good and traffic could be heavy, the journey was expected to take about 5 hours. There were road blocks at many points and when we had hardly traveled 2 hours along the Pokhara Valley, we were prevented from proceeding further as the security forces informed us that a curfew had been imposed. So our bus and a few other tourist vehicles were trapped on the road. We learnt that there was fighting between the government forces and the Maoist rebels just a few hundred meters away from where we were stranded. At times we could hear gunshots. The tour guide could not be sure for how long we would be stranded on the road due to the curfew. The strange thing was that none of us in the bus felt any fear of what might happen. We spent the time singing, chanting, sharing stories and cracking jokes. All the snack food and tidbits we had brought along were virtually finished off by 4 or 5 pm local time in the evening. The guide brought us some drinking water from the nearby villages. When sunset came, the guide led us to a village nearby and we found accommodation for the night in a couple of village lodging houses.
  7. 7. 7 As all of us were starving, we found the food served heavenly. Our Nepalese hosts were most hospitable. The next morning we went back to the bus and the Nepalese guide told us that he had got word that the curfew had been lifted and we could move on. However 2 vehicles ahead of us, a van and a 4-wheel drive jeep with some Japanese refused to move and lead the way for fear of possible land mines planted on the road ahead. Well, the monk in our bus said that somebody got to take the lead and so our bus led the convoy. When we passed the area where the fighting took place, we saw a couple of burnt military vehicles and a few dead bodies floating in the river below the high road of Pokhara Valley. We shuddered to think what could have happened to us. Each of us said a silent prayer of gratitude. It was a great relief when we reached Pokhara; we just spent a short time and proceeded on to Lumbini, the border town between Nepal and India. All of us felt so happy to be in India after crossing the border after a one night stay at Lumbini. We then continued on with the rest of the pilgrimage. Reflection * Uncertainties are a fact of life. Knowing this, one has to be prepared to face and accept any unexpected happening. * To be attentive, alert and mindful is a most important thing. We will then make less mistakes and not act foolishly. * When faced with any trying or troubled situations it helps to remain steady and calm and to tell ourselves this: “This too will pass. Worrying will not help the situation.” * Oftentimes our mind is filled with negative thoughts like regret, guilt, remorse, anger, ill-will, worry, anxiety, stress, fear and other negative emotions or feelings because the mind goes dwelling in the past or going to the future. Training the mind to be in the PRESENT helps it to be more calm, steady, composed and peaceful.

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