Carl Hoffman recently caught my attention by traveling the world using whatever means the local population used to travel, including rickety airplanes, dilapidated trains, and roach infested ferries.

The thing that struck me about this relatively affluent American who traveled the world this way was that he just decided to do it one day. He decided to do something daring and perhaps dangerous, and he didn’t fabricate a bunch of fake prerequisites or excuses that prevented him from making it happen. He wanted to do it, so he made it happen.

There was something that drew me in about his story that I didn’t quite understand until read this interview from

Did traveling this way change the way you see travel, or change the way you see the world?

It reinforced the notion that we have nothing to fear. That fear stops us from experiencing so many wondrous things. [Emphasis mine.]

There it is, the missing element that drew me to Carl. We have nothing to fear. Grab life by the scruff and live the hell out of it.

(Here’s a link to Carl’s book, The Lunatic Express, about his travel experiences, including flying Cubana, the most dangerous airline in the world.)