At this point, I want to briefly acknowledge the four major family-friend influences in my life -- particularly this last decade. Having reached what I think to be a milestone in my thoughts and plans, I extend kudos to …
To Papa I say: From observing your earthly and abstract dexterity, I cannot think of another man I have met who has flourished in such a diverse cross-section of life. I am always amazed at what and how much you have built, cultivated and taught -- demanding the most exact specifications for every inch of the way. It is your sense of mission, perseverance and strength that is and will be my success. Thank you Papa.
To Nana I say: Starting with ice cream pails and toys you introduced me to the concept of order. It's fascinated and delighted me ever since. As a central principle of your character it underlies everything I am and strive to be. Then you told me always to keep my eye on the ball and to always follow my swing through -- both pieces of sage advice in discipline have served me well. As I shift from theory to practical execution the ball is exactly where I want it to be. And in your understanding and encouraging presence my playful imagination could soar to endless heights unimpeded; that is the vast open universe I see before me today. Thank you Nana.
To Nana & Papa both I say: In addition to being models that helped to mold my character and to paraphrase Margaret Mitchell: as the great drama of life has unfolded before me and been acted out on stage, it is you who have been my front row audience. Thank you forever for listening to and supporting me in my quest for truth and during the growth of my ideas.
To my mother I say: From the coolest toys, slickest clothes and hippest music, to my first paychecks, to my first glimpses of international travel, to the literature of Ayn Rand -- providing both material and peace of mind, you have always been there for me. You have consoled me throughout my life just by existing, to know you were and are there. Though some might argue the point, including you, I doubt there is a more benevolent person on this earth. Thank you for being one of my greatest allies, my friend, my mom.
To my father I say: From the three cultural backgrounds I grew up in and with, to the experience of travel and mobility I became accustomed to as a child, to the long history of freedom I have always been provided with to pursue play, inquiry and experimentation -- it is you who have set the broad and diverse parameters of my life that has made my decade of discovery and success possible. Developing into an adult who is cultured, traveled and very free you have watched my twists, turns and stumbles -- picking me up and dusting me off from early bumps and recent bruises when I needed the help. Thank you Dad.
And to all who know me and will read this letter: This last decade has been a tremendous adventure for me, both within and without (but especially within). For most of this time I have exerted a 'totalitarian' character in the various environments I have found myself in. Some, I think, have seen this more than others.
Such personality was formed by a strong sense of mission to rationalize the world around me. To successfully achieve that end, early on and through the years of my idea growth-transition, I thought it was best to minimize external influences, maintain silence and go my own way. Having now developed the criteria I sought with which to interpret and engage the world, I look forward to realizing my ideas and to become a more communicative and interactive person while doing so.
Welcome to the dawn of my second decade of thinking and writing. Where do I go from here? Are my world travels over after this tour? A part of me tends to think this is just the beginning. After all, this is a time of globalization, right? If professional aspirations don't lead me to desirable overseas options, then the third stage of my travels will be spread out over many future years and will consist predominantly of first world territories, especially Europe and North America.
Future Considerations
In closing, this section is for interested males. I'll call it 'future considerations' …
What have the ladies been like in East and Southeast Asia? In China, amazing. Getting just as many looks as a man may give, physically beautiful women abound everywhere. You really do need three or four sets of eyes to keep up. If only one could speak the language fluently, you could have a different girlfriend for every hour of the day … well, * ahem * assuming anybody would want that.
In Laos, it wasn't until Prabang and Vientiane that (physically) beautiful women surfaced, but in lesser numbers. Memories here include being praised at how 'handsome' I was as well as housewives hooting and whistling when I walked by their windows.
In Thailand, as pretty as some of the girls were, I met more European women than Thai women. Malaysia had some petite darlings, but on the average they were more conservative with Muslim belief and head coverings.
Indonesia surprised me from day one, with 18-25 year old girls running up to me practically stumbling over themselves, throwing praise and flattery to no end, and strongly suggesting that they are available for marriage. Perhaps to explain this behavior in part, I've heard it said Indy girls will absolutely not have sex before marriage, so they don't feel intimidated in any way to speak with males, local or foreign.
After a month here, the smiles, giggles, waves, and questions haven't lessened up at all. This is unheard of by me in any other Muslim environment. ("What?! Atheist? You're not even Buddhist?!!" -- one Muslim girl exclaimed.)
Stay tuned for further developments.