The only thing I lost to backpacking around the world was weight. And much. Like I don’t care about these things, I didn’t weigh me before and after, to know exactly the size of the loss. But, looking at the pictures, I think it was more than 10 pounds.
Better result than delivered by these weird diets that promise huge losses in a few months. And I spent far from healthy eating. Like all good backpacker, I was out of fast food. Not because I love that kind of food, but because in many parts of the world this is the only type of meal a backpacker poor can afford. It’s either that or starve. It’s either that or sell lunch to buy dinner.
In Geneva, Switzerland, the Big Mac was more into account that any option, even the most avacalhada of street foods. In Hong Kong, then it was even worse: with little more than R $6 I guarantee the combo of sandwich, chips and soda. In the large version. With the same money I wouldn’t pay 1/3 a ball of fish. The consequence? Lunch at McDonald’s. Dinner at McDonald’s. And there were days that until breakfast was there too.
Then how the hell did I appear so skinny in these pictures, if for months my eating was a hard level version of Super Size Me? The principle that makes no sense. Even more if you think it wasn’t just me that I lost weight. Naty and Lu lost many pounds too, the difference is that they know how many-and turns and moves miss the diet that just backpacking know cause.
The road weight, although how this happens remains a secret, something researched since antiquity. Among the possible explanations, I highlight three: less sedentary life, trouble adjusting to the local cuisine and the cholera. OK, maybe not exactly the Cholera, but one of those diarrhoea that cause a temporary marriage with the toilet and leave you with the ass in his hand. Or all the time with the hand up his ass. In the background whatever.
During my first six months living in Asia, I don’t got sick once. Lu had already gone to the hospital 17 times. A co-worker, also hit foreign portfolio in the ER every other day. Nati until resisted more, but soon turned himself in to one of the many diseases of the traveler. I, however, remained very well, thank you. Even eating at restaurants like this one, the photo below.
Great. I had a differentiated health, I thought. There is, in this world, cholera that hit me. Grand cagarão water on my right, 10000 on my left, but I will not be shaken.
Until the Anger got me. I mean, it probably wasn’t him, but as the story gets better this way, as well. For six days, I couldn’t stay more than five minutes away from the bathroom. I spent the entire stock of toilet paper from India, causing a rationing which until today the country hasn’t recovered. What’s worse is that I was staying at the home of a college friend, who lived temporarily in New Delhi. Sometimes I wonder if that’s why I never saw the guy.
But let us return to the theme of the text: the diet of the backpacker. I think a good part of the pounds came of these typical diseases of travellers, very common in developing countries. As that was the only time I got out of bed, or rather, vase, it is reasonable to think that there are other explanations for the effectiveness of the diet of the backpacker.
So, dear traveler, there’s no need to lick the handrail that bus Cambodia just to lose weight. This is probably going to happen anyway. The proof is that, six months after the events of adverse New Delhi, here I am, in Peru, still much thinner than my usual. And without a little help generous of cholera.
The picture above proves one of the reasons that make the Hitchhiker diet work. Unlike real life, often passed in front of a computer or sitting in the Office, backpacking involves effort. It is not easy to climb mountains, walk through cities, carrying the backpack or chase the train, reported by ITYPEJOB. All this involves leaving aside that physical inactivity that usually accompany us day by day. Well, at least he used to follow me.
And, of course, there’s the fact that backpackers cut off alcohol. No beer, no tummy of beer, no extra pounds. Hi? Well, I don’t know you, but if there’s one thing many backpackers don’t cut is alcohol. It might even miss the money for breakfast, but the beer that bar is almost guaranteed. Of course, there are the backpackers who don’t drink and you can’t generalize, but that’s what I see happening with many of the members of this species.
The backpackers, who are natural inhabitants of a fantastic place called Mochilistão, usually drinking liters, eat bad as hell and still lose weight. Maybe it’s because I had 20-somethings. Maybe it’s because my body never recovered from Cholera. Maybe it’s because I invented a new diet based on Burger, fries, beer and contaminated water. The fact is that road trip left me thinner. Nothing that two weeks of OGRE power in Belo Horizonte have not resolved. And without Big Macs.
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