Still Trippin'

I stood on mountains and read books. I sat on the side of the road and smoked kretek cigarettes. I stayed in a villa, a four star hotel, a town house, a driver motel and an apartment. I rode in planes, trains, buses, bikes and expensive cars. I crossed borders, entered a nation under Sharia Law, witnessed capitalism and corruption at its worst and met the finest and brightest young minds. I made new friends and caught up with the old one's that I've missed so dearly. I went to South-East Asia and my heart is never coming back.

-S