Hello, I'm Mike
In the winter of 2016, I quit my job, moved to Amsterdam, and started something new. It was a big deal, and to prepare myself for this journey, I started reading a book called Jupiter's Travels. It's a story about a motorcycle road trip around the world, back when these sorts of things were more challenging. It was a particularly compelling adventure, and it gave me a lot to ponder at a time when I embarked on my own journey. But the bit that I remember most vividly is the author's philosophy on the best way to truly experience this world:
"In spite of wars and tourism and pictures by satellite, the world is just the same size it ever was. It is awesome to think how much of it I will never see. It is no trick to go round the world these days; you can pay a lot of money and fly round it nonstop in less than forty eight hours, but to know it, to smell it and feel it between your toes you have to crawl. There is no other way. Not flying, not floating. You have to stay on the ground and swallow the bugs as you go. Then the world is immense. The best you can do is trace your long, infinitesimally thin line through the dust and extrapolate. I drew the longest line I possibly could, that could still be seen as following a course." ~Ted Simon
In the time since I first read that, I have made friends from dozens of countries, ridden motorcycles in the arctic, fallen in love with a girl, and experienced more of the world than I ever expected. The long thin line is a story about my own particular extrapolation, and the things I see along the way.