And so it begins

There is something about travelling that makes me quite the friend. As I sit at the airport I have the tendency to become acquainted with everyone around me.
I am a lot happier leaving my study books behind. Instead I embrace moleskin drawing pads, felt tip pens and a fresh set of tunes. (Indeed I like to think I can draw. The boy next to me who can't speak english thinks so also. I could tell by his continuous nodding)
The amount of disposable time I have on this long journey is just wonderful. I am in my elements.