At one of m' consulting gigs, I work w/ funny, happy-go-luck German Stanford PhD student. He handles the backend, whilst I wrangle the frontend, communicating via RESTful services.
From time to time, he tells snippets of his trip 'round the world, in which he and his buddy planned a vacation to the States (New York specifically), but ended up shredding their return tickets. I can't retell stories which aren't mine; however, he and his friend encountered plenty of odd characters traveling form NY to Texas, Los Angeles, SF, north to Seattle, up to Alaska, cross-continent to Siberia, through Moscow and Poland and finally back to his little town in Germany. Seven months of the most random, funniest happenings that could happen to a pair of early twenty-somethings.
I tell him to blog his stories, or even better, write a book of his misadventures. I must say, he's one cool mutha. I only wish I could be as brave and cool as him.
I took a short trip recently, before I met m' Deutsch friend. I had the same idea, a Kerouac-inspired excursion to experience the randomness of life. It wasn't even close to being anything special, but I did realize that m' life is different and that me, myself and i can't and won't do the nutty shit of a decade ago. I'm more than settled and content; what makes me smile and invigorated w/ life is different, and yet just as stimulating.
So, til he publishes his book, take my word, he's quite the character and a wonderful human being, too.
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