I recently started reading ‘the motorcycle diaries’ by Che Guevara himself. I’m assuming you know him-he’s got a cult following all over the world. I still remember the ‘dropped-jaw’ look on my brother’s face when I told him I didn’t know Che. “You don’t know himmmmmm??”..
I said “ok, so whaaaaattt??”, but I asked google pronto- che (Ernesto Guevara, actually) was a Marxist revolutionary, political figure, and leader of Cuban and internationalist guerrillas.
After his death, Guevara became an icon of socialist revolutionary movements and a cultural icon worldwide. A photo of him has received wide distribution and modification, appearing on t-shirts, protest banners, and was called “the most famous photograph in the world and a symbol of the 20th century."
Anyways, all this, though pretty impressive, did not particularly interest me. What did, eventually, was his book, recounting his early days. I’m in the middle of this book, and he has such a refreshing take on the world. His thoughts are so young, funny and subtly mischievous even.
He studied medicine, and when he was in his final year, FINAL year!, he suddenly decided to go roaming around the world on a bike with his friend Alberto. Now that’s the height of reckless INSANITY that I can only dream of achieving!!! I mean, I get frustrated with my college too, but my detours are limited to a movie, perhaps, or a spin round the city with my friends. But then, I can’t even imagine in my wildest dreams doing any of the things Che did.
Traveling hundreds of miles on a motorcycle with meager belongings, meeting strange people, doing all kinds of works to get money and spending nights in just anybody’s place, sneaking out in ships…and goodness knows what else he’s done .. wowww ..not my idea of traveling, but it’s quite fun, reading about it.
Well go read the book! You’ll enjoy it!