Nomads got gonads

Travel must be in the stars this month. So soon after our return from Phuket I'm off to Kuala Lumpur on a company retreat this weekend! While I have underlying fears that the chartered bus could actually be ferrying us off to concentration-camp hell, travel is still a lovely thing for stretching our attachments to home. Fresh soil is both a refresher and a reminder that - all together now - We're part of the human tribe of planet Earth!

That's the statement that always strokes me into believing that I could travel and live all over the planet - not as a tourist but to live, work and make real friends on new soil - that's actually the same soil - if you dig deep enough.

- Pause for lunch -
I just drank a herbal soup so strong and dark that when I held it close to take in the smell, I worried that it'd reach out and grab me.

I have a friend who's recently moved to Hong Kong for work. He's been trotting all over the planet for years now - going solo. I take my hat off to him for the world truly is his oyster, as it is all of ours, if we dare claim it. Satyen - respect to you buddy. Thank you for believing in the tribe... may you never be lonely.