What better teacher could there be in the world than ourselves? Travel will teach you lessons about yourself and others that no one else can teach you. At least that’s what they tell you. But here’s my account on why. I met Jenny while in Singapore at the Green Kiwi Hostel. My first impression of her was that she was silent and didn't like me. But somehow, I felt as if there was something in her self-assured attitude that didn't quite fit with what I saw in her eyes. Some sort of mystery but also sensitivity. The following day I met her again in the living room of the hostel. As I saw one of her tattoos my curiosity couldn't be tamed any longer and I asked her about it. What followed were almost literally 2 hours of non-stop conversation about tattoos, life, spirituality and so many other topics. That day, we were stuck on chairs for hours as we realised what a great connection we had just made. So much even that I could barely leave to catch my plane. I’ll never forget this moment as it taught me once again that we should never judge a book by its cover. Jenny was deep and sensitive, and were it not for that one question I asked, I would have never seen the beautiful soul she was. When we are stuck on our first impressions, and stuck on ideas about people – it’s in asking better questions that we truly realise the beauty of each person. So when was the last time you asked something personal to a stranger?
"Last words for the Road" by Lauren Klarfeld
Book-in-the-making : A collection of hand written quotes left by the people I met on the road (4 years and running)