Travel is something we're all blessed to experience, and whether we think about that blessing or not - it's something that changes us infinitely. Elements of naivety that shelter in times of comfort is often stripped away in the recklessness of good adventure, leaving us room to grow.I owe the person am today to the world. And while I think my adventures may always be a work in progress - I will admit that that the content of my spirit would be half of what it is today, if not for the open road, the people I've met and the stories we've lived - all written down in countless journals over the years.So, I want to thank the world, planet earth - all those happy, sad and scared faces in countless wonderful places across the globe - for contributing to the growth of this nomadic spirit.
You have my heart. For what it's worth.