By the window

Reading an Australia's guy's traveling blog,
http://blog.travelpod.com/travel-blog-entries/technotrekker/overland05/1121286000/tpod.html
It is cool, to see the world through his lovely eyes.
The beauty of details that he described are so close to us
Maybe when we are traveling, our eyes and minds are more attractive to anything
I love the traveling spirits.
As a girl, I traveled from China, to America, to Canada, and to Mexico
He travels to discover himself
I travel, sometimes, I even do not know the meaning, Maybe I do not need know why I travel
traveling by itself reveals the excitement, the new ideas, the lovely and wonderful people we can be friends easily on the road.

My heart is flying by his writing
My confidence is growing by what he can do
I know backpack trips are on my bucket list. I am going to buy myself a wonderful backpack first when Katie comes back from Africa. (She is also an inspiring person in my life)

Now I am at the island, St. Simons island, I love being here. People are pretty rich over here. I am from a little village town girl, even though I spent most time in the city. I am glad to observe how rich people live their life. Especially on the Sea island, which is a private island. My friend Alfred took me there, Maybe it was a Romantic date. Ha, Sea island is beautiful, houses are billions and billions dollars, people just come for vacation. Those houses are their second, third, forth, even fifth house. I heard many famous people have house there, Like Bill Gates. My friend Alfred helps to clean their swim pools. We walked on the beach, talked about if we want these rich people's house.
Honestly, I do not mind to have those house for vacation, but I know I won't like to live in those houses. It is just too boring to surround by so many rich and beautiful things.

Writing this entry at a lovely coffee shop on the island, it is thundering and lighting outside the window. It is a little bit terrifying for me. With the beautiful scenery,  trees and marsh outside, it is worth to let my heart beating a little faster by the thundering and lighting.

Rain, let it rain.