I remember standing in line at a Bank of China one day after arriving in the Middle Kingdom for the first time. Me and the other Americans I had traveled with were taken to the bank in a group by our Chinese handlers to stock up on the local currency. I stood back a few paces from the Chinese man who was leaning on the counter in front of me while the teller helped him to deposit some money. I was next in line and eager to get my cash and go. [Read more…]
Coming to America
There will be times during the course of this experiment that I talk about experiences unique to me and my life. But during this first real post (intro not counted), I wanted to talk about someone else, so here goes.
I’ve been lucky enough over the years to travel to some faraway places. This benevolent Universe has been uncommonly good to a common guy who, perhaps too often, takes more than a few things for granted.
There are a lot of things I treasure about my travels, but perhaps first among them would be the people I’ve met. In a million different ways, those people, who come from such different cultures and backgrounds, have opened my eyes to things around me that I never took the time to notice before. [Read more…]
