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My Internship in Nepal!

In the following pages I will talk about my internship in Nepal.

When adventure's lost its meaning...

United States Missouri, United States  |  Aug 19, 2012
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 The marginalia on my packing list looks almost no different than the red pen on a freshman essay—save for the comma splices. My list contains notes like “do I need two of those?” and “is this really necessary?” Half of the list crossed off. 

Sam Prince

      Soon I will begin the opportunity of a life time. I will pack my life up into a backpack and load it onto a plane. When the cockpit door opens I will be in New Delhi, or Qatar. When next I lay my head on a homely pillow it will be Kathmandu in the center of Nepal. For the next five months I will live in a house I’ve never seen, with people I’ve never met, in a land that is quite different than my home town. I’ll be interning with Kanti Children’s hospital.

       On my bed at home there sits a black Ark Terryx bag. It is simple, one zipper, and one large pocket. It is, at the moment, totally empty. My life for the next twenty weeks needs to fit into it’s 4500 cubic inches. For twenty weeks it will be my dresser, my shower kit, my bedside table. Those 4500 cubic inches will hold all that I need.

It has required me to quit accruing stuff and take stock of what is important. Every single possession is quietly dwelled over, down to a single pair of socks. Each one of those 4500 cubic inches has to hold an essential item. It has to have purpose, if it is to be used it must be used wisely.

The marginalia on my packing list looks almost no different than the red pen on a freshman essay—save for the comma splices. My list contains notes like “do I need two of those?” and “is this really necessary?” Half of the list crossed off. The noise, the non-essentials are being skimmed off. Like a good paper, the fat will be trimmed, I will be left with only what I need.

Lately the nerves have been kicking in. I’m worried about a lot of things living abroad. I’m worried about Kathmandu dentists and first time free elections. I’m worried about homesickness and my first Thanksgiving away from the Gateway Arch. Those seem to be minor ultimately. They are blips on the radar, to be thought over and discarded by the wayside in exchange for renewed positivity.

Packing has been on the bottom of my list of nerves. It probably should be higher. I'm unplugging. My cell phone will have a joking message that says I am out of the office. My email will send out an automatic reply that indicates it might be days or weeks before I return the message. Contact with my collegiate colleagues will be but a few sporadic emails. I'm determined to have it this way. For twenty weeks I’m on my own. It’ll be just me, a new job, a new life, a new land, and whatever fits in 4500 cubic inches. 

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