Well, this is timely.
Back in April of '07, I was living in Iqaluit, Nunavut and about to take our family on what would be the first of many travels. First stop, San Diego.
While there I attempted a BookCrossing inspired experiment, leaving a copy of Yann Martel's Life of Pi in the lobby of our hotel, with a note to login into this blog post and record where the book was found, who found it, and where it would be left again. Shortly after returning to Canada, I got a response from a guy named Justin who had found it and planned on reading it. A few months later (after losing the book briefly!) he'd finished the book and planned on leaving it in a new location. That was the last I heard. Until yesterday...
Writing me from her home in Australia, Judy Rabecca informs me that she picked the book up in Siem Reap, Cambodia. Cool. Where has it been these past 5 years? We don't have a lot of clues to go on. Judy tells me that she was having trouble leaving a comment in the original post, which might explain the silence (though I had also left my email address, so maybe not). Inside the book cover, the only recorded name after mine and Justin's was Alexandria Supertramp from Utah. While it doesn't appear to have found its way into many hands these past 5 years, the path is pretty interesting: Iqaluit, Canada - San Diego, USA - Utah, USA - Siem Reap, Cambodia - Victoria, Australia. Considering it's traveled over 5 years, to at least 3 continents, it's in surprisingly good shape:
Now Life of Pi, fill in those gaps. What really happened during those 5 years? I'd like to believe that at some point you found yourself on a carnivorous island surrounded by meerkats.
And where will you go next?