They say no land remains to be discovered,
no continent is left unexplored.
But the whole world is out there, waiting, just waiting for me.
I want to do things
— I want to walk the rain-soaked streets of London, and drink mint tea in Casablanca.
I want to wander the wastelands of the Gobi desert and see a yak.
I think my life’s ambition is to see a yak.
I want to bargain for trinkets in an Arab market in some distant, dusty land. There’s so much.
But, most of all,
I want to do things that will mean something.
March 2014 – Bali, Indonesia.