Kamna's Blog

I've been thinking about the Grand Canyon, and simply thinking about it doesn't encapsulate how vast it is. The thought cannot accommodate it. It's like thinking about the universe, and the limitlessness of it, and how futile an effort it is for a small mind to just understand. To just understand what it is like to have such a wide, deep, long, unexplored mass of space. You can't understand it. Just like you can't understand death; or life even. The Grand Canyon exists to remind us of who we are; who you are. It exists to say "Hello, I'm here. I've been here 6 million years. Can you understand me? Do you dare to?" I'm moved. Terrified. Humbled. Shaken. Taken. By something that hasn't moved in 6 million years. And I felt like sharing how I'm feeling, almost 2 months since I went to see the place, just as a tourist, just for a couple of hours. No pictures can really do it justice. No month long trips can do it justice. Nothing, and n

My STA s seem to have taken a backseat for wonderful sibling bonding trips instead. And I'm not complaining! 😊 This post is going to be super long and unlike Japan's post , this one's actually co-written by both Harshita and I. It's long overdue! I was back home in July, but never had the motivation to bring my laptop home from work to actually write until today. This is from Harshita's daywise + citywise journal followed by mine (she stopped notetaking in Houston) and of course with plenty tiny photos :) Day 1 Arrived LA airport after a long 12 hour flight on Cathay Pacific from HKG. Food and service on the flight was crap, but what more can you expect in economy. It was a long wait at customs. Got my bags out and one of my wine bottles broke. Met Kamna,  got a shuttle bus to Hertz, hired a Nissan Illinois plated red vehicle there and drove to Westfield mall to get a SIM. Drove to Calabasas down the I-405 and had Thai takeaway dinner with the family