Journey to the Rooftop of the World


" As I stare at my computer screen, which alternates between an online airfare
search and my money market statement, the want of material goods taunts me:
Michelle Kaufmann’s Sunset® Breezehouse, a sporty BMW, party dresses galore, and
kicky high heels. Once I permit myself to muddle my desire to adventure with the
estimated cost of this trip I’ve been musing about, the floodgates open and an
endless string of dizzying questions descend upon me like a cloying fog. I
instantly feel burdened by the weight of Atlas, and I sigh in resignation. For
the last week, I have made up my mind to take this trip only to change my mind
with the next passing hour.

The first entry in my new journal stares
back at me. As I feverishly study those three little words, the letters begin to
dance across the page in a churlish manner. Soon, I am laughing, and the words
laugh right back at me. Yes, I am stone cold crazy: I have 17 days to prepare
for the unknown. As I write, my heart thumps wildly in my chest.

If I
never go, I’ll never know."

Ida Becker
Journey to the Rooftop of the World


© 2006 All Rights Reserved. Used with permission.


Greetings to our friends in Togo, Indianapolis, IN., Guangzhou, Bayern, Shah Alama, Stillorgan, Biltris, Pedrouos, Abu Dhabi, Slamannan, Vrouwenakker, Settimo Torinese, Cheung Shek Pai, Praha, Corvalis, OR., Kano, Oaxaca, Tunis, Shizuoka, Don Torcuato, Rio Grande do Sul, Mombasa, Punjab, Edinburgh, French Polynesia, Milan, Esfahan, Lakonia and Santa Marta, Colombia. 

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