Maxwell's Lost Again

10 years ago today, I forgot my passport.

This has happened to me a few too many times. After three months in Central and South America, I went home for the holidays with the plans of backpacking through Southeast Asia and doing some Muay Thai. I was supposed to land the day before New Years Eve, but after driving to the airport without my passport, I had to push back a day. I arrived in Bangkok at 12:30 as the new year began. I got ripped off by a tuktuk driver and after two hours, finally found my hostel.

I am hoping I have learned from some mistakes.

I am in the Atlanta airport, and I have all my documents. I have a little laptop with me, I have friends I am visiting, and I have plans and hopes for myself. I have left gaps and openings in my planning so I can take things as they come, but the basic idea is to scooter through Vietnam with my friend Owen, to meet our friend Tyler to rent a house and work on Owen’s album, and to go to Tokyo by myself. I have many hours of travel ahead of me. The nerves feel different than they did back then. The world seems different. I am stepping back into the river to see what has changed more.

Stay tuned.