I’m sitting back in America after 36 hours of straight “chicken bus” travel and a recordbreaking 21 hour sleep.

I’m blurry, not knowing which way is up and not caring.

I receive this message via CouchSurfing from another traveller I wanted to meet very much but somehow never did, he says;

Hello Johnny, I am now in Kunming (China), go back home
by hitch-hiking quickly. Move 24 Hours, becouse very
hurry I plan to visit South Amerika, but I dont
know when So I’ll write you of course. When I
hitch-hike to Chiang Mai I’ve met some not good
people, that wants to sell me to Korea for work for
20000 bat That so funny. So I move quickly out of
here So different persons I met on the road in a
last days Good luck to you Johnny, see you

And his words tell me exactly why I’m living the life I do.

I travel for moments stranger than fiction.

I travel to know myself - to step into completely different places than the ones I come from.

I travel to smile when I almost get kidnapped and sold off as a slave while hitchinghiking.

I travel to trust… and you know what? Trusting more has never hurt me.

Big greeting to Victor from Belarus as I write this! Thank you for letting me put your words here.

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