Dec 3, 2010
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
I found this prayer printed out and displayed in my hostel room. It is so good and spot on, it made me laugh out loud. I made a few additions of my own and thought I share it:
“Heavenly father, look down on us your humble, obedient backpacking servants, who are doomed to travel this earth, taking photographs, mailing postcards, buying souvenirs and walking around in drip-dry underwear.
Give us this day divine guidance in the selection of our hostels, that we may find our reservations honored, our beds free of bedbugs, and hot water running from the faucets.
We pray that the buses run on time and never over stuffed with livestocks. May the wifi be plenty and connection speed fast as our facebook addiction is severe.
Lead us, dear Lord, to good, inexpensive restaurants where the food is superb, the waiters friendly and beer included in the price.
Give us the wisdom to tip correctly in currencies we don’t understand. Forgive us for undertipping out of ignorance and overtipping out of fear. Make the natives love us for what we are, and not for what we can contribute to their worldly goods.
Grand us the strength to visit the museums, the cathedrals, the palaces and castles listed as ‘musts’ in the guidebooks.
And if perchance we skip a historic monument to take a nap after lunch, have mercy on us, for our flesh is weak and the beer was on special.”