For those interested

Again with the China bit, it consumes me all apologies. I've come back with an idea and a calling out of assistance. Along my travel through all the in's and out's of the land of the far east i will be on the move constantly, that's the static goal anyway. while out, as i've said, i want to engage in conversation with many new people, get to know the local a bit. this is going to be possible, but at times on night trains or alone, my ipod will become my sole companion. because of this, i am cleaning it out, and filling it with a soundtrack for this time abroad. this is where suggestions are needed. music across a wide plain will be needed for an outing like mine, samples from all genres.

Notes on Fowl Reading

Come August, I will be setting sail once again onto my longest adventure. I will be China bound for the semester, a chance of a lifetime. Recent unforeseen events seemed to be set to spoil such an opportunity, but the clouds have begun to clear, and it seems China is a Go. In preparation, i've taken to reading Riding the Iron Rooster by acclaimed travel writer Paul Theroux. Basically it's his story of traveling across China using nothing but train to get around. Although I'm only mid-way through, my enthusiasm for my own travel has been resparked. I expect to be able to experience many similar events he has described. With a people that have come through so much, and now look to become contenders for world titles, the Chinese have something to say. I hope to hear that and dig into their inner-opinions. This book was written 20+ years ago, so these conversations I've been hearing from Paul may not be identical to the chats i dive into during my own excursion. What is true though is these people will introduce me to thoughts i've never pondered. In my fraction of experience as a world traveler, i've traveled with no set companions. Arrival to my destinations, i've always managed to rope someone into a friendship though. China will be the same, i have no personal connection with anyone traveling to study other than the mutual choice of UNK. This is how the fowl trip unfolded and continues to be thus far. And now in direct relation, there seems to be raising a impulse about me, one not of the nervous uncertainty, but of the unending drive and anticipation to begin.