Getting restless

It is sad to say, that there are human beings in your family tree, that whilst they were horrendous people in life, you still get some positive things passed down. That was pretty much my grandfather. No reason to go into detail, rather let's just say, I would be in the torture squad if that was still allowed, and thankfully, his taint has been removed from the earth, and is shut in some hole in a brick wall in a graveyard somewhere.

Well, the only things that I remember learning from him was his love of India and exploration. The other was his hatred of the Irish, which has now been well and truly exorcised (thanks gorgeous Irish lass in business college whose name I can't remember anymore!). Anyways. Yeah. So I have this insatiable urge at the moment to pretty much drop everything, find a someone to loan me 10 - 15k and doing a round the world bike ride. I have these two gorgeous human beings as friends, who I would gladly love to do fundraising for. I also have this deep need to get out of the western lifestyle, and just go nomad or something. There are places I have wanted to visit since I was 4, and well, since I feel that I don't fit into normal society (thank goodness, normals are way too boring at times), I would love to get out, and travel the world, and raise awareness for spinal research and agent orange orphans.

So, this isn't just some whim either. On and off for the last 20 years, I have wanted to get out and explore the world. Those of you from high school may remember me prattling on about the Atlan Mountains, the Himalayas, India, Tibet, Nepal, etc. I think civilization, or the lack thereof somedays, has just gotten to me to the point where I need to go find myself again. Out there, is a leader, a gentleman, a comedian, a lover, a wise man, an architect of life and thought, and I intend on finding him again. Parts have come and gone, and the bizarre thing is, I have only felt that when I have been close to death during surgery or its post effects. I know that when I find me, things will be whole again, and if on this journey of rediscovery, I can help raise awareness of two causes close to my heart, then all the better right?

I have already, over the years, mapped the big parts of the route as I have always known that I would end up in the UK sometime. I find it a great starting point. Plus, I think it will do my body good. Get me away from all this tempting junk food lol. Except jelly beans, that is the cyclists power punch!