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Pyramids

by jose

People tell you that you haven’t succeeded in life, because you don’t have a wife, a house, a car, a successful career… “But man, have you ever seen the Pyramids?”
John Y., 61 years old, traveler

Now I have. Thank you John for being the first person I ever met to have exactly the same philosophy than me. The one in which I do not want to spend my whole life working to only have a few weeks of real life every year just because everyone else does like that, in which I refuse to spoil my short stay on Earth by following everyone on the path of “work to get money – consume to spend money – work more to consume more”, in which I would rather prefer to discover what is on this planet with my own eyes instead of seeing misery at the daily TV journal and tell myself that my house is safe and that the best choice is to stay in it until I die.

Thank you John. I am not alone anymore.

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Blase

by jose

Pour une fois que je prends pas le CX260… Non, mon vol, c’est celui juste au-dessus : BA315 pour Londres. Première escale pour aller au Caire.

À vrai dire, je n’aurais jamais imaginé prendre un jour un avion entre Paris et Londres. Pour quoi faire ? Après tout, on a l’Eurostar… M’enfin vu que c’est compris dans mon billet tour du monde, je vais pas me plaindre, hein. Même si c’est pas trop ma tasse de thé de me comporter en privilégié. C’est donc parti pour une heure de vol. Une heure. Comparé à ce que je me tape d’habitude, j’ai l’impression de prendre l’ascenseur.

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Here we go

by jose

Here we go!
(Mario, Italian plumber)

This is what I would say if I were a video game superstar with a hysteric laugh and an infinite number of lives. In my case, I am just wondering if this idea of a round-the-world trip was a good one.

I am just starting to get used to that feeling. Two, or just one day before taking off, this is what is happening in my mind. “Are you freaking nuts?”, “What was that idea in the first place?”, “Where on Earth did I put my socks?” and “How are you gonna only survive alone in a country you never put a foot in when you barely manage to properly cook a meal?” are some frequent questions I ask myself before any travel.

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