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아빠 : 넌 내가 정해주는 여자랑 결혼해라.

아들 : 싫어요!아빠 : 그 여자는 빌게이츠의 딸이란다.

아들 : 그럼 좋아요.

아빠가 빌게이츠를 찾아간다.

아빠 : 당신의 딸과 내 아들을 결혼시킵시다.

빌게이츠 : 싫소!

아빠 : 내 아들은 월드뱅크 CEO요.

빌게이츠 : 그럼 좋소.

아빠가 월드뱅크 회장을 찾아간다.

아빠 : 내 아들을 월드뱅크 CEO로 임명해주시오.

월드뱅크 회장 : 싫소!

아빠 : 내 아들은 빌게이츠의 사위요.

월드뱅크 회장 : 그럼 좋소.

마음

마음을 따르지 말고, 마음에 주인이 되어라

Peasant

Fear based decision will cause you to be a peasant forever 

Zen

A Zen student asked his master, "Is it OK to use email?"

"Yes", replied the master, "But no attachments."

생각하는 대로 살아라, 사는대로 생각하지 말라

 인간의 역사는 자신의 몫을 늘리기 위해 끊입없이 싸우는 과정이며, 소유욕을 채우기 위해 물건뿐만 아니라 사람까지도 소유하려고 한다는 것이 그의 진단이다.

전 세계적으로 소비 지행적인 단일 문화를 이루고 있는 이 시대는 행복과는 거리가 멀다. 행복하기 위해서는 소유와 소비로부터 그 정신이 깨어있어야 한다.

  "생각하는 대로 살지 못하면, 사는 대로 생각하게 된다." 는 것은 진리이다

37 Seconds To Read: May Change Your View For A Lifetime

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.

Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats.. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band – he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.

‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

http://manifestmastermindblog.com/2009/08/changing-view/

Just enjoy the show

Just enjoy this moment.

Listen

What time is it?    Now.

Where am I?    Here.

Leave the physical finite world for a while.

Leave this materialistic scene

Music is playing

flow

enjoy

relax

express the music





close eyes

stop thinking

start feeling

just enjoy the show

Secret

“The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future,or anticipate troubles, but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly.”

진실, 의미, 목적

진실한 목적과 의미를 가지고 사는 삶은, 심심하지 않은 삶. 인생에 값어치가 더이상 돈으로 편관하지 않고, 삶의 뜻과 의미로서만 결정이 되는 삶. 이 삶은 옳다고 아니라는 방향을 떠나서, 대부분에 사람들이 알지 못했던 그리고 알지 못하는, 신비로운 삶. 많은 이들이 무서워하고 두려워 하여, 잘 다가가지 못하는 그 세상 무궁무진한 미래가 있는 이 신비로운 세상은, 아무나 함부로 다가가지 못하는 세상. 왜냐면, 이 곳은 누가 가르쳐주거나 보여주는 세상이 아니라, 오직 본인 스스로 걸어아먄 깨달을 수 있는 세상. 앞이, 미래가 안보이는 두려움으로 오직 작은 수에 사람들 만 가는 이 세상. 이것이 진실한 목적과 의미를 걷는 삶.

New do

Making a radical change is a positive reinforcement in my life

instagram

Lately I have been really into Instagram. Click  

Healthcare

Tapping into healthcare industry.

I am thankful for the people who trust in me to lead.

I am thankful for the people behind me who support.

Could I be all that I can be? Can I really create something out of nothing?

Lesson

Creating with team of people for the people is the way to live. 

Having significant other and caring is part of it.

Use     spaces     to express in writing, exclamation or question mark are traditional, smiley faces are      out-dated, this new era we will add spaces to      Express. As we enter this digital world     We find new ways to communicate clearer.

Motorcycle Diary

Friend of mine recently got himself a bike and he planning on moving to California.

He asked how my bike is. 

Here is my response. 

"She just broke couple new records. Debating whether to get her shoes after our big trip of before. got her a raincoat. she tested it and she likes it. she is nervous if I wold dump her someday.... well it's just between you and me, she doesn't know this... from the moment we laid eyes on each other, we knew we would get along great but our relationship has an expiration date as I have with all things with wheels."


Friday, I took off work earlier than usual and went on a camping trip with Kari. Friday afternoon traffic was worse than I had anticipated so we had less time together in the day light. 

After we set up our tents, we got some groceries. As soon as we got back to our campsite, it started raining and it rained all night long. Thankfully, when we awoke, rain stopped and we enjoyed nice mountain curvy road. However, that did not last long. As we had expected from the weather report, 50% chance of rain caught up to us  and we stopped curvy road and headed home on the freeway. 

By the time we reached city limit, rain had stopped and we said our farewell. 

On my way back from the camping trip. I made my visit to 아름. She was extra affectionate and clingy. Also I got to see her bad manner side. It was not pretty. This was my first visiting her home. I noticed her energy doesn't last long and she needs frequent nap. She had a big bruise on her forehead from falling during her attempt to run. It seemed normal to me to cross boundaries, challenge and living on the edge. Bruise is quite natural. 

Upon leaving 아름 weather was warm and sunny once again. I got off the freeway and ventured to the path where I have not beaten on. As always, it is more fun. Scenic routes of green, yellow and red natures. Red and brown birds. Fellow riders. Old historic buildings and run down local homes. Reminded me of riding in Colombia. 

It was peaceful, calm and quiet. It's just me and the road with music in my ears. 

When I filled up the tank, I was surprised how little of gas I had to put in to fill her up. After calculation, it was 63 mpg. I couldn't believe my eyes that I ran it again. It made me very happy. What a drastic change when I just in motor's comfort zone?  

Kari tells me her bike is more stable than her old sportser even though I see her more struggle to maneuver her new bike. My sportster already feels light to me and I am definitely ready for something bigger and my eyes are on V-rod or Fat Boy.

Front tire is becoming bold and I don't know how much longer she can handle. Arriving close to home, I almost fell off and could have crashed very severely. I was turning corner bit wild but controlled, yet rear started falling off, bike started leaning too low and without thinking, my right leg reacted and stepped on the ground, of course due to the fast speed, my right foot was kicked off instantly and stopped by the saddle bag. It happened so quickly that I questioned how did I regain balance and not fall. Did I give more gas while pushing the bike off with the right foot all unconsciously only with muscle memory? Did God save me or was it his trick to remind me to stay humble? Could I have remembered that I used my right foot without feeling pain on right ankle after the impact? If I didn't feel any pain, I would not have noticed... Then again, my ankle should have been damaged yet it is completely fine. 

Prediction for this week weather seem wet. Good thing I bought that cover. I tested it today. Thick. big enough to cover the entire bike. Water proof. Yet. It's another addition to possession. This settled life is increasing things slowly, creeping upon me...

Had a long conversation with mother about my principle on minimalist life.

Why I ride a motorcycle

I have started working with Korean. I am living in rural area amongst Koreans. Korean society is something I have neglected to be part of over a decade.

Throughout my travel, I decided that my self discovery is never ending. I came across a quote 'life is not about living, it's about creating' myself.

Quotes always have been huge part of my life. They develop and teach me and become part of who I am. 

I know about this because when a quote inspire me, I remember it from reading it the first time and it never leaves me. I can feel and understand the person who said those words.

Right now I have two quotes withstand amongst all other quotes that are in me. 

"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams, live the life you've imagined" - Henry T.

"I can make a difference but together we can change the world"

I added these two quotes in my signature for my work email. 

Today I was asked a question, "Do you ever think about getting a car? Logistically it would make your life way easier"

Lately, this has been popular topic among my coworkers. Many of them are older than me and this means superiority in korean culture. They do not ask my opinion on why I ride. They just assume without telling me their assumption. I hear their underlying assumption when they tell me what they think about riding a motorcycle. This involves in their conversation of type of car they like, price, credit, payments, driving luxury car, appearance of the car, size of engine, top speed of the car and color.

Couple years ago, I was all about these and I understand, but now these are not the things I care about. It feels like smelling meat after not eating meat for a month. It feels like drinking water in LA, after drinking water in WA for a year. It feels breathing city pollution after living in rural area for a week. 

I understand it is difficult to feel the change in temperature of every exit you pass by on the freeway when you are in the car, I understand it is difficult to smell the flowers, subtle change of the engine roar when you give just tiny bit more gas, delicate balance of leaning at corners and curves, pulling the right to go left and I understand that these are only physical attribute that bike riding can offer.   

There are more. 

You feel the challenge to focus all your energy to be attentive when there is pouring rain, slippery road, metal plates on the ground, grooves on the road, dark night, foggy visibility, idiots coming onto my lane almost running over me, semi trucks blowing heavy wind pushing and pulling me, rocks flying hitting my body, bugs poking my hand at 90mph

Driving a car is like drinking diet coke instead of regular. It is like eating meat without seasoning, salad without dressing, working without loving work, getting from a to b without joy and excitement, tasteless life. 

Riding my bike represent freedom, living on the edge, unknown world where many people fear to live in, challenging status quo, collectivism vs individuality, independence.

Many people told me not to go to Mexico alone because it's too dangerous. In Mexico, people told me not to go to Guatemala because it's too dangerous. In Guatemala, they told me not to go to Honduras for same reason. In States, people tell me same thing about me riding motorcycle. 

One thing they all have in common is that they never gone to Mexico alone, they never ridden a motorcycle. 

They don't know what it's like to acknowledge a fellow rider when seeing them  on-coming traffic with simple nod or raise of left hand. This gesture explains why I ride a motorcycle and why I don't drive a car more than I can in words.. 

When I listen to them talk, it gives me motivation to keep on riding without a car, there is a fire starting in my heart to pull myself away from them and not be like them. I want to encourage challenge and I feel happy listening to those people. I do not want to live in fear and make decisions based on fear. I want to live with courage and make decisions based on inspiration. 

I could never tell these people this because they were all good people and they said those things because they cared and worried about me. At the same time I always hated that they tried to instill fear in me. When I tell them I understand the risks of riding a motorcycle because I have had fallen off bike few times with injuries. Yet, some still push their opinion on motorcycle rather than their experience. 

It almost feel like they are trying include me in their un-experienced world of fear and tell me to be like them and worry when I am trying so hard to be myself and myself alone. Sometimes, I gave in out of respect and I regretted those decisions for not leading my own exciting life. 

I just want them to understand that I mean no harm or disrespect to not lead my life like theirs. People believe their opinion is correct because many others do same.  This involves topics such as marriage, religion, jobs, family and money. 

Before you try to correct me wrong, please stop yourself and doubt that perhaps I am not wrong, I am just different and there are no good and bad ideas, just different ideas.  

I am just simply going direction of my dream and living the life I have imagined. Please inspire me to keep on. 

There are people who believe in same ideas as I do. We inspire each other. We acknowledge each other and we respect each other. There are my type of people out there. It is rare to find them but that makes it more precious and special for me. I am ok to not belong in majority. I am ok being an outlier. 

Today I am happy because I am able to connect dots between who I am today and why I ride motorcycle. 

H mart

Today as I was walking into h mart to buy 반찬 ban chan, I shed a tear to old memories.
During high school times, my sister and I had some rough time in our lives living with family less loving compare to our own in Korea.

I remember us going into Korean restaurant. we were so poor that we couldn't order entree but could not stop our craving for Korean food that we asked restaurant owner if we could just order rice and little dishes of ban chan 반찬 for one person and that we would share that small portion. 반찬 is small dishes of traditional Korean food that Korean restaurants serve when people order entree.

Owner was nice enough to bring us many dishes and soup and we were very grateful and we walked out belly full.

For that generosity we visited separately and ordered many entrees while bringing our friends.

Only 2% of population can solve this puzzle

Only 2% of the population can solve this puzzle.

If you can solve this in 5 min, your memory and deductive reasoning investigating senses are at genius level.

1. There are five different colored houses.
2. Each homeowner is a different nationality.
3. Each home owner drinks different beverages, drives different cars, and has different pets.
4. The British person lives in red house.
5. The Swedish person has a dog.
6. The Danish person drinks tea.
7. The green house is left of the white house.
8. The green house resident drinks coffee.
9. The Benz driver has a bird.
10. The yellow house resident drives a BMW.
11. The middle house resident drinks milk.
12. The Norwegian lives in the first house.
13. The Ford driver lives next to the cat owner.
14. The horse owner lives next to the BMW driver.
15. The Porsche driver drinks beer.
16. The German person drives a VW.
17. The Norwegian lives in the blue house.
18. The Ford driver lives next to water drinker.

So, who has the fish?

Work job joy play

Can work be play. Serious 90% and goof 10% with environment that takes 200% seriousness when the moment comes. That moment is often 70-80% of the time.

Part of creating a system and growing a business involves making a process better so that crazy rushing fast moving deep downs of 200% effort time can be avoided.

We thrive to come out with victory and feel great of ourselves. It's part of learning curve. It's a roller coaster. Then again are we describing life itself or work? It is quite similar. Then perhaps we could question biology, trait that is so deep natured to us, we focus, relax, we run, sleep, we succeed and fail.

The ultimate goal is achieving the vision, the dream.

My question for this blog is how fast we get there.

I want to be so submerged in my work because it is not a job but its a play. As if we see work and play as one big game. Life as a one big game. One problem as a one mission. My job is to solve those problems and accomplish a mission. I take a break from it to see what I am missing in the world but then I find myself going back to it. Not because its my duty or job but because it is joyful, fun and therefore work becomes play job becomes a joy.

It's is my job to speak this out to the world through my actions.

VIP

I met a very important person today.
We did not exchange words. We spent about couple hours together and time flew by. We met at a nice Mexican restaurant front of the park. Then we went for a walk together. We exchanged smile. After two hours, we were much close. Skinship. We were much comfortable. We did not exchange a single word. It was wonderful. I was cautious and observing. Much of time could be consumed here. I could how others settle for this. But I don't want to be attached.

Our bond perhaps formulated since inception. I was introduced over a year ago digitally via pictures.mI have dreaded our first meet. I avoided, kept my mind off, I ignored but there were many signs. Signs from God? Higher power? Spirits?

There were many as a constant reminder.

Now we live within driving distance. I have choice to rekindle. Somehow, my life has been leading me to this. The lifestyle that I have, would it be affected by this? Would it be positive or negative? I feel like that is my choice. I felt fuzzy. I could sense a tiny seed of emotion and I saw that I could make that choice to grow it.

To do this I must become a team. There is no other option. This is go big or go home situation. This is a kill or save situation. This is either pull the trigger or don't.

Situations have not changed much, only difference is that I understand the value of serving others. Supporting. I am so independent I am a survivor I am an example it is ok for them to depend on me.

After all, strongest point of my life always has been when others depend on.

I was recently reiterated and reminded of trust. Value of trust is very high. What about love? Do they coexist?

Could I have love without trust? Yes I think so... I would be tested. Absolute compassion and giving all love, does this require trust? I really don't know. Many would automatically and carelessly say no. If there is no trust there is no love....
I beg the differ. We are all selfish. To serve our selfish need, we need trust to love. There are very very few who can love and just simply love always and forever.

Could I have trust without love?
No I don't think so.

Challenge talk

Do you have a challenge?

Yes it's an ongoing battle

What is it?

To be more disciplined with mistakes from reoccurring. Big challenges I have few like things I want to accomplish before I die.

What areas do u feel you lack discipline in?And what kind of challenges have you set forth for yourself?

This morning, I was supposed to meet with important person and I slept through it because I didn't set an alarm, because I went to bed late, but when it all came down to it, they are just excuses. Core underlying factor is that I demonstrated to that person I didn't care and he was disappointed and I feel bad still, it bothers me, only I can do is show with action to make up. You know regrets and mistakes. Just hate those. So this is a reoccurring event, it happened before and probably happen again. That's the bad news and good news is that I am good at making up.

Well people only accept making up for so long before try get tired of that and want someone/something more reliable.

Best challenge I overcame was being happy and content alone. No emotional dependency. Self confidence. Not needing things/people for my satisfaction

That is a good thing to overcome....

Guilt and fear is motivator but very poor choice and never bound to last forever. Happiness on the other hand show good example such as Disney and coca cola

So now you're focusing inward to who you are and how you are

There is a quote 'we see them as we are not as they are'. Inward to who/how I am is my everyday thing, I'm focusing on noticing changes.Ego plays a tricky thing because we desire to rise and reach for higher ground in whatever interest passion career status truth and enlightenment but minute we think we are on top only path left is down.

For me, I know that my career is not going to be my life. It's a means to a life I want but not my life.

I want career to be my life.

Do you really think that's the best way?

There is a reason that brought us together I call that vibration, such as you asking 'best way?' 'Some ppl live to have things, I'm here for the exp' I always seek best way over easy way and while I live I'm just here for the experience. Experience as much as I can before I die. Steve jobs created a great company touched great quantity of lives and made quality of lives better for the world while stepping on few people ruthlessly not paying close interaction with his family and friends. My dreams, what I get inspired on lies on that wavelength minus the mean person part. I live for the here and now. Right now I just want to melt away in work that I love doing and care for. So everything else becomes secondary.

Bike week

After few interviews in Alabama and Georgia bordering towns, I visited bike week.

I contemplated going another long distance and then the possibility of coming back.

Interview was great and I really liked the people that I would potentially be working with. They had a vision and it was big and I liked. Nothing is more exciting than the vision for growth. While they did asked about minuscule questions such as my hair and dress code, majority of the conversation was about big picture topics.

What my role would be changed per interview and per person. First I spoke with director about doing recruiting, later it became more about business development then it became handling outsourced projects. Get in create a system and get out.

Riding out to bike week was a great until I reached a destination things started crumbling down, James won't answer call, no couch accepted, all accommodations are booked and other Orlando friends are out of town.

When I took ormond exit, there was a scene that I have only seen in media. Trails and trails of bikers on both direction.

Next day I met with Kari and checked out some of the most gorgeous exotic and giant bikes.

Then met with Marianne and met other surfer David from Colombia and we had out authentic couchsurfing experience by walking the Main Street then back home with beer and walking quiet park.

Fun dog loving time, good hug and farewell.

Testing out couple of Harley bikes was so exciting. I think I will ride a far boy after my sportster.

New York City

What an unforgettable experience. The city I watched in movies and tv shows growing up. Remarkable classical sky scrapers, central park, oh the loud and aggressive new Yorkers, weird crazy people walking on the street yelling, honking taxis, time square tourists, aggressive birds and friendly squirrels climb on my shoulder, statue of liberty, staten island ferry, Asians in flushing, fancy people in manhattan, subways and trains, snow, cheap street food, broadway theaters and cool people.

NYC can offer everything I want and introduce new.

For me it was the cool people was the highlight. As always city people are weird and unique. I had the luxury to couchsurf every night in a different house for five days. including two non couchsurfing members.

Last Monday I got an interview offer. It was great timing. It's end of the month. I'm tired of being stationed in Florida. I want to move to Atlanta or new York. Spring is only month away. So what do I do best? Pack up and just go. Trip to NYC is 16 hours. Since its cold, I must take two days to get there. Suddenly I got busy, packing, shopping for suit, arranging couches in NY as well as couches on the way.

The day of my departure, the whole east coast was raining. All three of my Motorcycle accidents happened when I was cold, two of them had rain. The temperature up north is colder than mountains of Andes. So change in plan, left bike in Tampa and took a bus. It was nice, I re read the chapter on theory of relativity. Now I can explain it to someone in details. It is. Avery difficult concept to swallow, can't even imagine what it was like when it first came out.

I arrived in NYC, port authority at 11:30am.
My interview was only two blocks away in time square.
So I made contact with my host, had street food, and walked and walked.
I felt so vibrant.

Then I took a train to west orange, new jersey. I got lost and went little too far but Maria Fuentes picked me up from the station. At home, I was greeted by mom, little sister Vivian and 1yr old baby. This is family of James Fuentes. Mother only spoke Spanish and she liked that I speak Spanish, I was fed dinner, hot shower, we enjoyed conversation on my life and James. Next morning kids went to school and mother did not know that I was only staying for one night so she invited me back. But i already had couches arranged so I told her later.

Before I went to my second house, I went to manhattan to meet with Jayson's best friend, Nelson. Jayson don shades is a guardian with very strong J. Nelson is also a guardian but introverted one. We went to Korean town and had lunch. He is born and raised in NY. Our conversation was rapid, covering typical first conversation to occasionally specific ones. Mainly we talked about NYC. Nelson was born and raised near flushing, Part of queens where many Asians live, locals call. It fooshing. He did not go to college but he is an accountant living in Astoria working in manhattan and has a great living and 75% happy. We hit it off well. He asked what my plans for the weekend evening. So we decided to hang out Saturday night.

I met with my host Ephiri. He is a Jew, middle aged man between 40 to 50. Bisexual. Free lance for flipping apartments. He has a house in israel, married twice, divorced twice with women. Been in love with rich old man for 12 years. Tried many different things including drugs. He had strong opinion with right reasons. He rents his closet which hold a bed and few shelves, no floor space in the closet. That tiny space rents for $1050 a month! This was my first inside look of manhattan apartments, it was small but had everything, kitchen, living room, bedroom, bathroom, two cats, table and a couch. Ephiri is weird, he does to go out during winter, he travels frequently but will never move out of NY. He is fascinating and we had tremendously deep conversation on existence of universe, god, kosher, love, background, philosophy. He just signed up for CS last November and he already had twenty some references.

New York is very popular amongst CS. I had to extend my effort to find couch, it was more difficult than usual. Even the profiles say they receive request everyday.

Next day, I met with Lili Shi. She is Chinese girl in mid twenties. I requested her couch. She couldn't host but she was down to meet. I met her in battery park because other surfer from Germany at Ephiri s house told me that squirrels climbed on him for food. Wow! I was so excited.
Lili did not believe but next thing we know, squirrels were climbing on us. So cute. I first threw nuts close distance to me. Next I fed them out of my hand, next I stood and they climbed on me, I loved loved this experience and I knew I would. We couldn't stay longer due to aggressive pigeons and seagulls.

From there Lili and I jumped on Staten Island ferry to be close to Statue of Liberty, walked across china town and had delicious dumpling in small tiny restaurant that seats only 6 people, we then walked about 80 blocks manhattan touristic spots such as Empire State Building, apple store, time square, tram spot where spider man was filmed, Rockefeller building,federal building area, financial district ....

We conversed the whole time.

I Introduced her to Ephiri and to Nelson.
We drank, smoked, conversed, later we watched a movie.

To Nelson, This was a great a introduction of couchsurfing. Couple weeks later he created a couchsurfing profile.

Next morning Nelson dropped me off at the subway station, I met up with Lili at Flushing. This is the biggest Asian district and I was really there to eat some dim sum. We say in a round big table with other Chinese family. This was Cantonese speaking restaurant. We then went to Korean church and Korean restaurant and Korean liquor store.

That evening I met with my next surfer Demarcus. He is a Model black virgin who benches 300 lbs four times in a row. He is in late twenties and he makes great taco.

He had a closet space with a bed and this was so authentic NYC experience.

When I walked into the house I was greeted by his roommates with smile and hand shake.

I wrote this reference for his Couchsurfing.

"I surfed DeMarcus Reed's house during my visit in New York City. If I said I know him Very Well and likewise vice versa, with having exchanged so few conversation that we could fit them in page of the book, how would you explain this?

It was classic and nothing abnormal, I wrote to him around midnight and accepted in the morning.
I called, answered and we talked then I came over.

I was greeted by D and his friends, one by one, shake at a time, one peaceful smile at a time. We watched tv and exchanged couple short conversation.

Then it was time for prayer and serious work out. 'action speaks louder than word' couldn't have been more true. Driven by D's leadership all four of us pushed, pulled, sweated and at the end satisfied. Motivating and inspiring each other by giving our best in punch, jab, sit up, sets and reps showed our true nature and personality. We spoke same body language. No words were necessary to form a friendship."

Motorcycle crash 3

Today I crashed my bike for the third time in my life And first time with my Sportster.

It was around 2am. Leaving club to go home. It's dark. Nobody on the road. Coldest night of this month. I'm at a intersection. My glasses are fogging up at every red light. As I drive off, fog in my glasses clears. This time before it clears, I see a median coming right at me. Well I going right at it.

Boom

I hit it.

As with any crash, it happens fast. You only remember three things.
1. Coming to know that I will crash
2. Impact
3. Getting up to assess the damage.

Bike is laying on its right on the otherside of the road. Surprisingly I was able to pick it up. Bike started. I bring it to McDonald parking lot. Walk around the bike to see all the damage.

Damaged windshield. Scraped engine guard, right hand brake.
Completely busted right saddle bag.
Chipped front fender
Gas tank dented (left handle bar hit the tank)


Biggest of all is my wrist. Pain gotten worse and worse. By the time i got home I couldn't open a bottle with my left hand.

Morning after pain is even worse. Limiting me to use only right hand.

As with any crash. Regret comes first. Slight anger and rage. Talking to God.

Tell myself "at least I'm alive. At least I didn't break any bone"

Yet, that regret is not east to just brush off .


I see a voicemail from Katy.

Recently I have gotten a call from Alex.

I just came to realization that those people who made the effort to be in my life are the ones who have lived with me. Alex Ilan Katy.

Couchsurfing

More I experience CS, more joyful it becomes. I get to meet some of the most extraordinary and unique minded people.it is capturing and addiciting.

I had my third surfer stay for four days. Her name is Kanako Noda. I called her Kanakosan.
She spoke as good of English as I speak Spanish. The four days were filled with activities.
First day we went to Epcot. We shared small talk. Due to lack of fluency in Kanako's English, we converse slowly, with patience and choosing our words carefully. We both speak slowly and very clearly. I am careful to not get carried on talking incessantly because I will lose her. She pays attention and when I lose her she stops me and ask me to repeat. Sometimes we are forced to use a dictionary. I am used to this from learning English and Spanish. I understand what she is going through. We give each other space. We do not rush to fill the silence with empty words.
We share difference between eastern and western culture. We share difference and common grounds between Korea and Japan. We know shared history between Japan and Korea. She know about media richness such as Kpop, Korean dramas, Japanese animation, kimchi and sushi. We talk about where we are headed in near future as well as down the road from now. Yet richest drone we share is what is front of us; exploring Disney world.

It was her first time in her life to ride a motorcycle, yet she feels brave or comfortable enough to fall asleep on it. I only know one other person who can do that. Surprisingly Kanako is night owl just like me, we stayed up till 3am and wake up 8am to go back to Disney animal kingdom. This time my excitement for animals show, talking with Disney people who hold each animal information responsible are my favorite people. We talk about their behavior, origin, food they eat, how they grow and their rarity in the world and it is so fascinating. I could just stand their talk about animals forever. More rare they are more I am interested. Especially if I have never seen it. I am losing Kanako so we move. We chase after tiger to have a closer look.

I take her to downtown Orlando to show her club scene. She has never been in a club in her life. She stop by every bars and clubs. Not surprising, she likes the karaoke bar the best. There we meet some Korean loving frenzy people, drunk and incessantly asking me to sing Gangnam style and it's dance. I politely refuse but eventually give in except I dance my usual running man and shuffle. Attempt newly practiced move glide, but failed. Kanako doesn't dance so we go home and have a mid night snack, Korean ramen. It's too spicy for her. I guess Japanese and Korean don't share that spicy taste.

She is the first japanse person that I got to know. I see the reserved side in her, the way many westerners expect Asians to behave. Yet, she is not shy to ask questions and have difficult conversations.

Third day we go for a ride to Sarasota, on the way we stopped by my new Korean friend and Fabrizio. Fabrizio joins for the ride to Sarasota. There we share a pitcher of beer at daquiry deck and meet up with his friend Sunnie and ride out to the beach. After watching sunset, we ride fast toward Tampa to see annual pirate parade and it is crazy. Road is blocked for parade and sidewalks are filled with people block after block. It's like new Orleans Mardi GRAS that I saw on tv. Beads being thrown, slutty outfit, pirate outfit, makeups, loud music, aggressive drunk people yelling "show him your tits" I invite Dustin, but couldn't meet due to madness on the street. We head back home, shivering through cold wind blowing at us going 80mph on I-4. We are cold and tired. We have not slept much. We both get on our iPads and iPhone and have time to ourselves.
I remember my days of traveling when I always needed some time to myself to check email, CS and facebook to organize near future plan for the travel. When she is ready to mingle, she comes find me and we talk. Show some of our pictures in our phones.

Fourth day is a chill day, we sleep in a bit. Visit local park and go for a long walk. I teach her Spanish because she is going to Peru and Bolivia soon. I teacher some of the most essential for travel. Bathroom, ordering food, hello, good bye, numbers and please. She learns fast and has great memorizing skill.

Saying good bye was difficult than anticipated. We bonded, we became friends and will be maintain touch in the future.

I think of my past hosts in Mexico, venezuela and Colombia. We exchange long messages on FB. Tell each other on our experiences that we did not tell or shared in the reference on CS.

Why do we exist?

To laugh
To coexist
To please
To feel pleasure
To feel significant
To love
To be loved
To dream
To feel rush

아저씨

Met a Korean guy and he was very delighted to see me because this town has very few Koreans. I stayed for couple hours and was fed dinner, smokes, and beer. Met couple of locals who hang out there and shared many jokes.
We talked about many background story; family, where we lived or been to in our life.

He bought this Latin grocery store and in process of turning it into a Korean/Jamaican restaurant.

He told me about Modern Day Slavery.
He said 장사하는 사람들이 hire ph students.
He means business owners but in layman term in Korean.
Yesterday I read somewhere that A students work for C students
I felt same connotation reading in Einstein s bio. It means A students are obedient and they follow rules and systems. C students are rebels and mischiefs who break and challenge rules.

열혈강호

전 58권에 열혈강호을 5 일만에 나도 봣다. 이젠 에플리케이션 이 잇어서 쉽게 다 볼수 잇어서. 돗분에 전 58권들을 다 삿다

Robert frost

Get off the hwy travel the road less traveled

Couchsurfing

Now that I have a permanent home I am excited to host people. Couchsurfing community has given me much and i want to help my fellow travelers.

connecting with cool and crazy people who like the idea of couchsurfing takes few hours of enriched conversation. This conversation is rich with stories. A real crazy unusual interesting life story; comedy, drama, action, adventure, romance, violence, sex, drug, religion and Open minded. I prefer getting to know the individual rather than group conversation. "Open minded" is the most popular phrase on couchsurfing.

Many people like to share their love for cultural exchange within couchsurfing. Some people antagonize it for being a dating site with negativity. Some definitely spend more time complaining about bad experiences. Yet, they all still do it and active.

The fun from the experience obviously outweigh complaints. While it is facebook's mission to make the world a more open place, I think couchsurfing does a better job at it. This takes small effort to screen and weed out some not so committed people.

Inviting or accepting a couchsurfer to my home or meet and bond for that small window of time is precious because there is always a risk of not liking them. Nevertheless, greater the risk, greater the reward. Somehow, couchsurfing is collection of people who believe in this idea. Leaving your comfort zone to explore the new world come with risk, pushing boundaries require courage, yet couchsurfing is salt on travel to make its flavor more delicious.

Today I met my first surfer. It was difficult to hide my excitement. Her name is conny Parker or nia parcer. She has different names. I met her at her hotel. We talked about USA, travel stories, work and plan for travel in Orlando. While she desired clean places and liking to big malls in states, she didn't talk about money. Only once. While talked about her dislike to old, non maintained clubs in Vienna, she didn't make judgmental opinion on people. I liked.

I am excited to show her around Orlando, Disney and universal. It will be My first time for all as well I'm looking forward to getting to know this area.

Motorcycle diary 3

Fabrizio and I went on a motorcycle ride to southern Florida visiting fort Myers, cypress park, Everglades national park, Miami beach and key west while couchsurfing.

On Thursday morning I called Elizabeth. Our first host in fort Myers. Based on her profile I knew that she only host people with perfect safe surfers. I could tell from the profile pictures and amount of references they had. When I called her she told me that she did not get my response. I was annoyed for CS app not working properly but I told her I am coming and she said ok. When I called her once I arrived in st Petersburg, she did not respond so I sent her a text. When we arrived in her town she did not respond. So I go to Starbucks to write her I see a her message with a decline. I noticed a pattern with host from key west. First they accept but due to my delay in response they change their mind. Definitely different from traveling in Latin America or Georgia then again I was traveling alone and I don't have to wait for my fellow traveler to approve or respond to host. Later I realized fabrizio is so laid back that I could have just planned the whole trip based on my wants he wouldn't mind.

So at 7:30pm we don't have a couch and I found a cheap motel for $40. In the mean time fabrizio contacted a host who hosted same people he did. Larry who lives in school bus responded right away and let is sleep on his sailboat. He chatted his motorcycle travel for three summers 70k miles, insufficiency of money for travel And fellow travelers. He made us rice and beans I bought beer and carrot. He did not drink beer. I was grateful for his kindness. He wants to ride his bicycle to visit his son while visiting fabrizio and me on the way. Welcome I said.

Next morning. I had my biometrics appointment done and headed off to Miami. We went through cypress park and part of Everglades. Saw alligators and many species of birds. It was sunny. No helmet. Took pictures. Enjoyed. Took another picture with dead alligator, visited alligator and fish hatchery place where there were bunch. Saw couple birds snatching fish out of the water. Saw many bikers and of course say hi with left hand when we see each other on opposite side. I love doing that.

Fabrizio found us host in Miami. A guy who used to live in st Petersburg. He lives in pent house in Hollywood by the beach. I was surprised. He told story when he sold his $150k stock option and bought a club spending $60k but making $30k profit a month then shut the club down because business went sour and went broke. It was cool and inspiring. He is 53 years old but had a energy of 30 year old. He treated us with beer and food then we went out and had more beers and appetizer. Then morning fed us breakfast. That was the first time someone was very hospitable materialistic way. He talked about insufficiency of money, travel in Central America and our next host we are going to meet in key west because he hosted him. He talked about CS activity and group meetings that he hosts. Yet I was most inspired by his story of owning club and shutting it down. When I rode through Miami beach and conversation with rob helped me understand materialistic world of Miami and USA. These are things that Angelica see USA as. It is quite different from northwest where people are richer yet show less. Different values. I hate the talk of money. It's like my hosts are wonderful fun and interesting plate of delicious dinner and ruin it with putting too much of one seasoning. I remember Jose and Angelica and how great they were. Few conversation, no background history conversation only in present moment and we get along.

I was appreciative of rob for what he did and I want to write him a sincere reference. Spending time with Larry rob and fabrizio along with CS experience gave me much deeper insight to hosts perspective which I am about to start on Monday with nia from Austria., I told them about her and they are worrisome and skeptical. However I still want to host her and see it for myself because my intuition tells me that its going to be ok if not great.

Late morning today we headed off to key west. Seeing beautiful scenic routes and warm weather, minor traffic due to 150 miles relay run race. Long bridges, beautiful colored ocean, taking more riding pictures. Fabrizio and I get along great, we don't talk much we just ride decisions are made fast and both us are flexible and easy going.,

We met our host in key west. He is from Serbia and well traveled and well experienced in CS. He was cooking in the kitchen to serve many people. We got to eat. He accepted long time ago to my request then he said he couldn't and told me he could show us free camping spot. After getting to know each other in the church chatting and eating together he welcomed us to his house. Fabrizio and I give off good vibe I can tell. It throws people off with our leather jackets and loud bikes then they warm up to us. It's different experience then when I travel alone. Yet same with bike when people see me first time with my bike and outfit distancing themselves until I open lips and lose my bike gears. It was same with Amy, Jenny but not with keary.

Mirco, our host in key west is going to take us to an island tomorrow. He is going to hop on fabrizios bike. Today I taught him how to ride a motorcycle and he rode my bike around the block. He had trouble shifting gears. But I was glad that he didn't drop it.

Tomorrow all day we will chill on key and head off to greet and welcome my first surfer at my home on Monday

Of I got hella burned from sun and my face show tan line from sunglasses