Certainly, travel is more than the seeing of sights;
It is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living.
I have been fortunate to travel to more than fifty countries, islands, and territories, over the years and will soon set off again to Europe. Of course I have been like most travelers, taking hundreds of pictures of buildings, mountains, flowers, seas, and much more, and like most people the photos are hidden away in albums, stacks, and drawers, and most will never again see the light of day. While I continue to enjoy the sights as I travel, I have found that the lingering memories are of the people I have met along the way and the places where I, ate, talked, and learned.
We live in difficult times and I fear walls are being built by others in an attempt to isolate us from those in other lands; we must not let that happen. When governments talk about public diplomacy they don’t mean what is done by people like you and me, and yet it is the friendships we make as we travel that define us and our fellow countrymen as much or more than image building government pronouncements. I think we should think of ourselves as diplomats representing the good people of our various countries as we travel and the walls will not keep us apart.
It seems to me that hate is on the rise everywhere and it can poison us all if we let it. I have met some really good people in some really bad countries and some really bad people in some really good countries, and you know why that is? It is because everyone else has the same human needs that we do and like us some are warm and friendly and others are not.
People who care for others were never needed more than we need them now. Other lands have so much more than just sights to offer us if we are open to the people we meet along the way. When we give the people we meet the benefit of the doubt, show them respect, and show a sincere interest in them wonderful things often happen, not the least of which is making a new friend. It is totally up to us and if we care enough to care, who knows maybe, just maybe, we can make our world a slightly better place.
Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.
She said that this should be the theme for the next Survivor Show
6 Married men will be dropped on an island with 1 car and 4 kids each, for 6 weeks.
Each kid plays two sports and either takes music or dance classes.
There is no access to fast food.
Each man must take care of his 4 kids, keep his assigned house clean, correct all homework, complete science projects, cook, do laundry, etc.
The men only have access to television when the kids are asleep and all chores are done. There is only one TV between them and there is no remote.
The men must shave their legs and wear makeup daily, which they must apply themselves, either while driving or while making four lunches.
They must attend weekly PTA meetings; clean up after their sick children at 3:00 A.M; make an Indian hut model with six toothpicks, a tortilla and one marker; and get a 4 year old to eat a serving of peas.
The kids vote them off the island, based on performance.
The last man wins only if he has enough energy to be intimate with his spouse at a moment’s notice.
If the last man does win, he can play the game over and over again for the next 18-25 years – eventually earning the right to be called "Mother".
There are worse things than getting a call for a wrong number at 4AM.
It could be a right number. Think about this.
I came out of a convenience store the other day and some seedy looking guy walks up to me and holds up a little sign: "DEAF & DUMB… Can you spare $10?"
Wow! What happened to a dollar or 2?
So I reached into my pocket for my wallet, opened it, took out a folded piece of paper and handed it to him. It said: "I CAN’T READ" and I walked away.
Business conventions are important because they demonstrate how many people a company can operate without.
THE WISDOM OF MAN’S BEST FRIEND
The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.
Don’t accept your dog’s admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.
There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.
A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.
The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.
We give dogs time we can spare, space we can spare and love we can spare. And in return, dogs give us their all. It’s the best deal man has ever made.
A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down.
Anybody who doesn’t know what soap tastes like never washed a dog.
If your dog is fat, you aren’t getting enough exercise.
The ideas that have lighted my way have been kindness, beauty and truth.
A New York woman was at her hairdresser’s on Park Avenue getting her hair styled prior to a trip to Rome with her boyfriend. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded, "Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? It’s crowded and dirty and full of Italians. You’re crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?"
"We’re taking Continental," was the reply. "We got a great rate!"
"Continental?" exclaimed the hairdresser. "That’s a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly, and they’re always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?"
"We’ll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome’s left bank called Teste…"
"Don’t go any further. I know that place. Everybody thinks its gonna be something special and exclusive, but it’s really a dump, the worst hotel in the city! The rooms are small, the service is bad and they’re overpriced. So, whatcha doing when you get there?"
"We’re going to go to see the Vatican and we hope to see the Pope."
"That’s rich," laughed the hairdresser. "You and a million other people trying to see him. He’ll look the size of an ant. Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You’re going to need it."
A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome.
"It was wonderful," explained the woman, "not only were we on time in one of Continental’s brand new planes, but it was overbooked and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot. And the hotel, it was great! They’d just finished a $5 million remodeling job and now it’s a jewel, the finest hotel in the city. They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner’s suite at no extra charge!"
"Well," muttered the hairdresser, "that’s all well and good, but I know you didn’t get to see the Pope."
"Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors and if I’d be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me. Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke a few words to me."
"Oh, really! What’d he say?"
He said, "Where’d you get the lousy hairdo?"
I am so convinced of the advantages of looking at mankind instead of reading about them, and of the bitter effects of staying at home with all the narrow prejudices of an Islander, that I think there should be a law amongst us to set our young men abroad for a term among the few allies our wars have left us.
Stay well, do good work, and have fun.
Indianapolis, Indiana, USA
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