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Six Months on the Road Sheds Light on What Traveling Means

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I’m slitting, cross-legged, on the floor of a six-by-ten foot hotel room in Osaka, Japan. Do I like sitting on the floor, cross-legged? Not really. But I’m in Japan. And in Japan, the traditional style is to sleep on tatami mats, on the floor.  And in my hotel, there are no chairs. While traveling, one must be flexible (literally). I am officially six mon[...]

Why I Left a Comfortable Life to Travel the World

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Three months ago, I boarded a ship, and left the United States.  I lived in one of the most beautiful towns in California.  I socialized amongst a wonderful group of friends, worked in the best CPA firm west of the Sierras, interacted with a large family, and dated the most beautiful, supportive woman I’ve ever known in my 27 years. And yet, I left.  I le[...]