in the coming days, once I return to NYC and back to suburban New Jersey to look for work and get responsible I will surely inundate this page with all of the meandering thoughts I have as I sit here in Saigon on day 137 of 139. Presently the whole idea of looking back at my travels, the experiences, the people, its hard not to romanticize the journey. If I did not do it, I knew I’d regret it. And now that I’ve done it, I regret nothing and am proud of myself and happy to return to whatever life will bring me in the States.
All I can say for sure at this time is that the hardest decision I had to make the past five months was the decision to put life on hold and get the fuck out on the road. Once your life consists of a bag on your back and a ‘choose your own adventure’ situation every morning, its all very simple.
One last night in Saigon begins now. See all you NYCers soon!