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Sunday, August 6

 
traveling tirade

I want to travel the world.
I want to ride a motorcycle from coast to coast, and then back. tracing every possible route from san diego to new york, miami to washington. then canada, maybe mexico too.

I want to see so many things that I wont have a scarce second to form an opinion on them before I am confronted by them. I want to see new places with new eyes.

I want to wake up in a different time zone, in a different country, on a train or a plane. maybe a bus, if thats the most advanced form of transportation they have.

I want to become a proficient motorcyclist and then ship my bike air freight ahead of me, so that when I land in an unfamiliar place I can hop on the most familiar thing I know.

I want to see countless towns and talk to countless people. I dont want to be afraid of what might happen if I ask someone what they're up to, or how life's treated them.

I want to absorb my surroundings and I'm certain I'll take a few dozen pictures too, which I will forget until I get home and it will be a diary already written, in pictures- not words.

I want to travel far and wide, at the appropriate speed required to fully experience my surroundings.


I will eat strange foods and drink strange drinks. I may not eat the dikon raddish a second time around though.

I will find myself on a train to connect to another train, and in standing there, I will be so exhausted that I'll take a picture, which, when I get a print of it back from my lab, I will find is blurry from being so tired I couldnt hold the smallest of my cameras steady. not even for a fraction of a second.

I will get exhausted and then I'll come home for awhile.
but then I'll want to leave again, so I'll travel in the states.
I'll see every state.

It will take me my lifetime but I'll see so many places-- maybe I'll take a little bit of wisdom from everyone I meet, and lead a happier life for it.

all I know is that I want to do it soon, but not alone.

listening to: wolfmother

Comments:
and by not alone you mean...
 
Indeed, that's certainly the idea Sean. Let me know when you get the chance to go, I'm always looking for mine.
 
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