
Originally Posted by
Tawi2
Early 1990's I met a guy,he was a kiwi called Steve and he was walking around the world,incredible bohemian character with a limited number of possessions,he had actually camped on several beaches in Pinas,the pinoys couldnt quite grasp the concept of a puti living like a hobo but on several occassions he was gifted rice and fish,he had a whale of a time,he had a small number of bad experiences(one of which was being molested in Marrakesh),I often wonder if he is still placing one foot in front of the other in some far-flung part of the planet,a true advocate of the longest journey begins with the first step.