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The goat turned its head and looked at me. It was small for a goat, black, with dainty little hoofs. Its eyes, however, were like all goats’ eyes – yellow and evil. It was perched on a small wooden trolley in the middle of...

There’s nothing like waking up to the sound of silence…the sound of a fresh snowfall. That’s how I feel as I hurriedly jump out of bed and onto the chairlift taking me up to the top of Happo Mountain.

My passion for travel and my love for new things, saw me take a big step in my life, when I started to live life to the full. To take each day as it comes and to experience life to the max!

“You won’t get a room,” Brenda says, shaking her head. She taps her immaculate red nails on the steering wheel and, for the first time since getting in the cab, her smile wanes.

“American life, Nepali knife and Japanese wife are the best”, quipped this guy who called himself Rasta-man, well it’s another story that his Japanese betrothed had left him for another man.

“When in Barcelona!” “What?” I snapped. “You know, like ‘When in Rome, do as the Romans do…’” “But we’re not in Rome. That’s not the saying.” “Yeah, but I think it applies to wherever.”

Dear me, that I have to recount my traveling adventures in Italy, along with my erstwhile friend Mr. Nikolaou (un ami de rencontre).

I couldn't even remember who had suggested this crazy idea. At that point, I didn't care. I could feel my breakfast from two hours ago sitting heavily in my stomach. God, was it only two hours ago?

Mexico Valle Nacional at four in the morning was silent save for the chirping of a cicada and a dog barking in the distance. We cycled south over a mine field of deep rain-filled potholes and crossed the Cosomoloapan River.

It’s happening! I am diving in headfirst and embracing, or rather facing, my biggest fear in life. And when I say facing, I don’t mean I woke up this morning and took it upon myself to be courageous and actively...