Inspired by Moriarty’s Hymn of Reunion I prepared myself for the long and energy-extensive journey from my cozy backpack-garden corner in Varanasi to one of mankinds still most unknown and inhuman of all places. The Bavarian forest.
As I had already heard from various travelers this journey to be different, more challenging than any of the other travels they had ever made in their past 10 years of expertise, one journey they are still looking back after that long time in awe and admiration both for themselves and the place of destination, I prepared myself the best I could. Ancient stories tell that every man of exploration should be safe carrying one specific Christmasy-feeling inducing spice. Yet, there is one condition. Let me cite you this passage of the story often told at evenly bonfires and yet over listened. Stored in the backs of the minds waiting for the right day to approach:
“Thou, who yah decided to take onto your shoulders the greatest of the journeys, thou, who yah desided to take on so much danger. Thou, who yah will be brave enough to set the first step shall you not encounter any evil or bad ailments as long as thou caryy with you this ancient blessing. The blessing bestowed upon you by the dried and good-stored skin of the yearly savior of the far-away lands, stretching over the sea emerging in the west, once a year fighting the horrors of the tremendous cold. The bark of a long forgotten hero. Cinnamomum verum. Thou, who yah shall be fortune enough to carry this bark shall not spend his days in fear.
Thou who decides to travel under the savior’s mighty bliss shall remember to carry his bark equivalent to 1/70th of the travelers own mass on earth. Thou, who yah remind yourself of this doing, shall safely encounter the secret woods of far-away lands stretching over the sea emerging in the west!”
The Bark of the cinnamon tree shall be my lucky charm!
Do you know what’s the perfect addition to cinnamon? Oranges! All hail the mighty Orange!
Long story short: I successfully managed to bring my hard earned 1kg of cinnamon in my hand luggage through airport security. So happy! Furthermore, I got greeted by delicious pumpkin soup and a regional costume upon arrival.
The secret woods of the far-away lands stretching over the sea emerging in the west are a little bit less unknown now.
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