KAPOORS ON THE ROAD
Since as long as I can remember, I loved to be in a moving vehicle, watching the world go by. Unfortunately, I often suffered from motion sickness, but this was made easier if I sat in the front seat between my parents. I had to be in the back seat after my younger sibling came along when I was older, I coped by opening the window and letting the breeze blow in my face.
When I was older, I began to think of moving through landscapes like watching a movie. I could sit and watch the world go by, with the scenery constantly changing, and so much to observe and appreciate. The more I travelled, even long before I left Canada for the first time, I developed the theory that Mother Earth has never made ugly landscapes, only mankind creates ugliness.
For that reason, I’ve enjoyed travelling over the land a great deal, though of course flying is sometimes necessary (over oceans), more expedient (over mountains) and more cost effective when time is of the essence. I can’t think of a natural landscape anywhere that I haven’t enjoyed passing through. Many people talk about the centre of Canada, Saskatchewan and Manitoba, as being very boring. I certainly didn’t find that to be true, though I must say that parts of Manitoba were made pretty ugly by huge swaths of light industrial buildings situated along the TransCanada highway, for convenience.
Many people I’ve talked to don’t see the point in visiting dry regions of the planet, though some of the most beautiful places I’ve seen are deserts. I guess I’m just a nomad, or a vagabond at heart, and fortunately I found just the right person to share my journeys with, my husband Anil. The main difference between us, as far as travelling goes, is that he isn’t nearly as observant as I am, though he’s happy to pass the time, lost in his own thoughts, and never, ever complains about being bored.
I’m noticed in recent years that he’s starting to pay more and more attention to the little things that are unusual