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Id dearly love to revisit New Zealand, but Im not sure I have anything fresh to offer as a travel writer.
simple breakfast of toast and tea. He goes to his desk. Ideally to write, but sometimes just to gather myself and hope the words will come the next day. He takes a good walk around the neighbourhood, before reading. In late afternoon I head out again, usually by foot, for furious games of ping-pong with the local grannies. He goes to sleep by 9, after dining with his wife, Hiroko. Japan has a deeply traditional soul beneath its cutting-edge surfaces and in Nara youre essentially walking into an 8th century world. I can work for five straight hours, read half a novel every day, and take care of often quite complicated business, and still, thanks to the absence of cellphone and TV and car and most internet, feel as if I have all the time in the world. His wife sells punk clothes from Britain during the day, and is a metal fanatic who devotes herself to Metallica and other loud bands, he confides. But next to her boom box she keeps a shrine and every day she puts out fresh tea and food for the gods. And, before she goes to work, she meditates for 30 minutes, waving incense around and generally pays her respects to the ancient deities. Iyer spends several months a year in California, staying at a cherished Benedictine monastery near Big Sur (a spiritual home of the Grateful Dead-scored counterculture of
his teenage years), and visiting his mother, Nandini. He finds the Golden State increasingly alien. Ive always felt that California is best enjoyed by those from outside California, and in the dreaming phase of life. Iyer finds himself less detached from Oxford, where his father, Raghavan, was a distinguished philosopher, and Iyer was born, first went to school, and later university. Oxford, the place, the idea Ive been fleeing all my life: Only when I hit 50, did I suddenly notice how beautiful it was and why so many people love to go there. In Falling off the Map: Some Lonely Places of the World, Iyers astute, elegant explorations included North Korea, Argentina and Australia. Might he write about these lonely islands? Id dearly love to revisit New Zealand, but Im not sure I have anything fresh to offer as a travel writer. Im really trying hard to push myself into new territories, so that although The Man Within My Head had many foreign locations, it tried not to make those locations the theme or the central interest: inner foreign states and lonely places are probably more my interest these days. THE MAN WITHIN MY HEAD, Bloomsbury, $39.99 Alexander Bisley is editorat-large of The Lumiere Reader.
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