Awake now, adventure – begin, up!, & start; the thought of it livens and quickens the heart. It's off to the islands, to surf and to chill, to walk through the paddies and climb in the hills, to eat with the locals and taste of their ken, to laugh with the women and smile with the men. To observe and sample, to watch is the goal, to sit with the people and drink of their souls, to dance in their eddies and eat what they eat, a light-year from snowbank and shovel and sleet. Now onward, adventurers, both far and near, say bye-bye to loved ones and pack up your gear, we're leaving at sundown for ports yet unknown, where heartbreak is mended and magic is sown.
© americanifesto / 場黑麥
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