Vagabonds

Somewhere over Colorado

Well, here we go. Over the next couple weeks, I will more than double the number of countries to which I have been. I will speak -- or try to speak -- five different languages. I will live in the cramped quarters of hostels. I'll see museums and mountains, royalty and ruins, statues and... whatever. I guess I'm ready, although it doesn't feel like it.

I intend to see the sights but I also plan to spend a lot of time just walking around or sitting on a bench, watching the people. It should be fun and give me time to think. About what... I dont know.

So far, logistically, everything is going smooth. I woke up early on the Swagerty couch, hopped on the FlyAway bus and made it to LAX with time to spare. As I write this (in my journal, which eventually gets posted up here), I'm somewhere over Colorado, on my way to change planes in Philadelphia and continue on to London Gatwick Airport.