Many people have asked me why I want to travel around the world. Here are just a few of the reasons.
I want to reach out to Christ the Redeemer in Rio, marvel at Iguazu Falls in Argentina, take in the Salt Flats in Bolivia, learn Spanish in South America, trace the Nazca Lines and reach Machu Picchu in Peru, straddle the equator in Ecuador, evolve in the Galapagos Islands, sample Colombian coffee at the source, observe the ships going through the Panama Canal, explore the jungle of Costa Rica, learn about the Mayans at the Copan Ruins in Honduras and Tikal in Guatemala, put my feet in the sand in Belize, party in Cancun, sail across the Atlantic Ocean, wonder about Stonehenge in England, find the Loch Ness Monster in Scotland, snap a selfie with the Eiffel Tower in Paris, watch soccer in Germany, drink lots of vodka in Poland, travel overland through the Balkans, relax on the beaches of Croatia, discover the “forbidden” country of Albania, gaze at the Blue Mosque in Istanbul, admire Petra in Jordan, go to the top of the world’s tallest building in Dubai, dive with a Great White Shark in South Africa, trek to find a family of Mountain Gorillas in Uganda, look for the Big Five- including a lion- on an African Safari, search for Bengal Tigers in India, contemplate life in front of the Taj Mahal, hike to Mount Everest Base Camp in Nepal, party on Khao San Road and watch a muay thai fight in Bangkok, visit Angkor Wat in Cambodia, and cry at the war sites in Vietnam.
I want to visit old friends and make new. I want to kiss exotic girls. I wanna dance and not care. I want to try foods how they are supposed to be done. I want to eat at McDonalds in every country to remember my roots. I wanna make friends for life. I wanna make friends for a day or a month. I want to relive the glory days with old friends and start new stories. I wanna go where I please, when I please. I wanna sleep in late. I want to taste real freedom. I wanna have ice cream for breakfast. I want to live, if even for only a short time.