My first post!

Reading the blogs of many people, I find that it makes me know a lot about them, thin-tall-raven-haired-blonde-whatkindoffashionsense, but not what they like (hobbies? I don’t think shopping and hanging out with friends really counts). This isn’t generally true, but I do feel that the blogs that captivate me are the ones that document their hobbies in colorful detail, hobbies where they go out of their comfort zone to do because they are passionate. Like food blogs. Or artblogs. Like that.

Sigh. What am I really trying to say (trying to avoid sounding like a hypocrite)? I do read blogs where people talk about themselves. But that bores me, honestly. By what bores me I mean the blogs where people go out shopping then write in full detail about what they bought, then an even longer wish-list of what they want in the future. I love reading about people’s experiences, the ones that don’t happen everyday that again, take them out of their comfort zone, and the wonderful pictures they have to accompany it.

So what I’m saying is this blog is about what I do and thnk (which are also about me HAH) but also about other heroes out there! Basically you probably won’t know where I live, what I look like (I promise you I will never have an entry where I post 23486 photoshopped pictures of myself, what food I ate today (BORING. Who wants to know about my stomach activity? Anyone?), etcetc perhaps you get the gist. Man I feel like I'm digging myself a hole here.

Oh, and call me Rupert.

My First Post is about Heinrich Harrer and Pippa Bacca.

http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2008/05/tibetans/harrer-text

It’s a beautiful account about two Austrians (one of them being Heinrich), who enter the sacred walls of Tibet as intruders but leave as patriots, albeit under rather sad circumstances. A must read for those bored at work, or bored of life.

My favorite part of the story was when the people of Lhasa, who chased these two out of their courtyards, upon seeing Heinrich's bloody and swollen painful feet, immediately took them into their homes to feed and dress them.

The generosity of the Tibetans to entrust these two strangers to tinker with their livelihoods is a sharp contrast to this story, which I will not go into detail here because it is just sad (but click the link and read!).

I guess the world has good and bad people.