Why I Travel "The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page." – St. Augustine Nine months ago, I lived on a beautiful 4 bedroom ranch with 2 acres of land in Phoenix, AZ. I gave that all up without hesitation for the name of travel and adventure. "Smile, Smile, Smile" Tonight, I am typing once again on the tiny foot stool-sized chair, and miniature desk in my very small Jhongli, Taiwan apartment. The only noise I can hear is the rattle of my ancient air conditioner that barely keeps the temperature tolerable. I am still feeling EXTREMELY fortunate I was given a gift yesterday about how precious life really is. I missed my 9:30 bus to a "river-tracing" destination of Wulai, and suddenly felt like the world was going to end. My face mimicked the face of when I was a 13 year old boy and my mom told me I had to turn off "Tecmo Bowl" to work on homework. I was pissed! It all worked out ok...
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