Welcome everybody! This Web site is to give all the contributors a vehicle to share our stories about travel and life living abroad.We're going to get everything started on Yahoo and then transfer it to a dot.com. The contents of this Web site will be as follows: travel, books, movies, music, complaints, stupid people, pictures, partying, sports, and life without white picket fences. Hopefully, we can entertain some � and offend the rest (just kidding). It will take us a couple months to get all our pictures uploaded and to write all the travel info, but be patient it'll be worth the wait.Click on my Hula girl and e-mail us if you feel the need.
Feb. 24, 2004
Stumbled across this passage the other day and wanted to share it. Could not have said it better myself ... (and to think it came from a woman! -- relax, just joking):
"To have a home, a family, a property or a public function, to have a definite means of livelihood and to be a useful cog in the social machine,
all these things seem necessary, even indispensable, to the vast majority
of men, including intellectuals, and including even those who think them-selves as wholly liberated. And yet such things are only a different form of slavery that comes of contact with others, especially regulated and continued contact.
I have always listened with admiration, if not envy, to the declarations of citizens who tell how they have lived for twenty or thirty years in the same section of town, or even the same house, and who have never been out of their native city.
Not to feel the torturing need to know and see for oneself what is there, beyond the mysterious blue wall of the horizon, not to find the arrange-ments of life monotonous and depressing, to look at the white road leading off into the unknown distance without feeling the imperious necessity of giving in to it and following it obediently across mountains and valleys! The cowardly belief that a man must stay in one place is too reminiscent of the unquestioning resignation of animals, beasts of burden stupefied by servitude and yet always willing to accept the slipping on of the harness.
There are limits to every domain, and laws to govern every organized power. But the vagrant owns the whole vast earth that ends only at the nonexistenet horizon, and his empire is an intangible one, for his dom-ination and enjoyment of it are things of the spirit."
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