Well, yes indeed, hello world. But what world?
That’s what this blog is about. ‘The Garden of Forking Paths’ is a metaphor conjured by Jorge Luis Borges in what’s called the world’s first example of hypertext literature. I don’t know what that is. But I do know that I borrowed this nebulous metaphor as the title for a travel blog I started while travelling around South America.
Garden of Forking Paths seemed like the perfect title. With no plan, South America would indeed be a garden of forking paths, at each turn having to make a new decision about where to go as I snaked my way from Buenos Aires (the home of Borges) to Lima (the home of another magical realist writer, Mario Vargas Llosa).
On that journey, I came across another writer, José Maria Arguedas, whose now famous book which I came across in Arequipa, ‘Yawar Fiesta’, is a sincere attempt to recreate the reality, the richness and the ambiguity that encapsulates forms of life in early 20th century rural Peru and the clash of classes and cultures.
And in a way, this is what this blog is about. My personal journey through a different kind of garden of forking paths of life in Ireland, Europe, the world.