So in a couple of days I will be taking the helm to set out for yet another journey. This time it’s South America. Unknown grounds await to be explored within the borders of Argentina. While i’m there i’m thinking of taking a boat to Uruguay. Perhaps visit my friend in Rio de Janeiro before I head back home to New York for a brief visit. Then I set sail across the Pacific Ocean and head to the land down under (Australia) via Los Angeles.

All sounds good and adventurous but this is just an itinerary I made up in my mind. No concrete plans made. I’m heading into the unknown and basically take it from there. My next blog could well start with “Remember when I said I would be headed to..”. Not only does making plans suck but it never works out the way you want it. So I choose to go with the flow. All I know is i’ll be landing in Buenos Aires on the 13th of January. Then, who knows.

I’m taking 2015 to travel the world and do all the shenanigans that I wanna do. Do it while i’m young, while I can. There is no better way to learn about life, the world, and yourself than traveling. There is a certain adrenaline, a rush if you will, that I get out of doing things that are spontaneous, daring and completely out of the ordinary. If you knew me you’d know what I was talking about. I’m just gonna take advantage of this drive. Ride the wave til the end.

The only shame will probably be not getting to see my dad while he is in Istanbul. Dad, I know you read my blog, and I want to tell you that I told you to come earlier. It’s your fault. Should have came in December habibi. But I will see him in New York I guess. If I make it there. Another awesome thing about going to Argentina is knowing my mom will meet me there. She will be down there for a business trip and it’s a total coincidence. Which makes it all the better. Spend some quality mother-son time.

I was reading my friends blog the other day and he wrote something that I really liked. He said “I wanted to jump on the next passing cloud and let it take me far far away”. That’s a feeling I can relate to, a feeling I crave. You can check out his words of wisdom and travels   @ www.BeBoldPursueLove.blogspot.com

I have less than 48 hours to go and I haven’t even packed yet. I guess that’s the easy part. Am I excited? Yeah I guess I am. Over excited? No. It’s something i’ve done a thousand times. A feeling i’m close to. Am I scared? Not at all. A lot of people mention the dangers of South America along it’s beauties. It doesn’t phase me though. I’m from New York. I’m street smart. Besides I live in Istanbul. Home to some of the craziest dumb people in the world. Crazy is okay. Crazy + stupid is a dangerous combo.

I don’t know where i’m going or what i’m getting into, and I don’t really care. I love what I do and I wouldn’t wanna have it any other way. Sometimes I imagine my life and wonder what would have happened had I continued playing football. Then I draw to the same conclusion. I wouldn’t be half the man I am today if I hadn’t lived through the things I did, experience the things i did, live the life I lived after football. At the end of the day fate works it’s magic and we all end up places we never thought we would. But exactly where we need to be.

As life goes on it brings us new dreams. That was the case for me. I’m grateful for the life i’ve been given and the dreams that keep me going. As I go halfway around the world again, I will keep you posted on my journey. Always remember that the world gets bigger as you travel.