I paid 425 U.S. dollars for a one-way plane ticket to the USA, it is nice be in the United States of America.
Today is Saturday, March 31, therefore I have been in the USA for a couple of days, and I experiencing one of the great benefits of travel.
"I am changing the channel in my brain."
The Start of My USA Road Trip
I have been away too long, and too far, after 14 year of living outside the USA, there is some loose thoughts roaming around in my brain. I do not know how to explain, or if I wish too, I am not sure the world really cares to understand. Each journey we make alone at the end of the day, and I have dropped myself into the USA, a place that feels like a distant memory. I am American, I am proud to be from the United States, however, this is not the same Andy Lee Graham who left the USA 14 year ago in March.
I left the USA in March, 14 year ago, flew to Mexico, that is when I accidentally started to travel outside the USA perpetually. 90 countries later, I have become a world citizen, I am not sure which culture to call my own.
I am still a perpetual traveler, but for the next few months, or forever, or for a frew days, I will travel in the United States. I do not plan much, there is no plans to end to this USA Road Trip, I think I am truly one of the few true nomadic travelers on the planet.
What is the difference?
Please, I am not selling romantic views of life, my lifestyle should not be admired, please do not follow me, I do not want you to travel the world. However, it would be great, it would be nice, if you understood the line from a Robert Frost poem.
"Two roads diverged in a wood,
and I, I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."
What have I done?
What has made the difference is that I made the choice, not you, not my country, not my family, there is nobody to blame for my life, I took the road less traveled and that made all the difference.
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked own one as far as I could
To where it ent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.