I have not traveled with many people and I have NO intention of wanting to have such an experience. However, let me describe Bill as a travel partner and I hope for his love ones who read this it is an accurate description and fits with their view of him as a man.
Bill can travel in first class or with no class, from a 5 star hotel to a hostel. Not that we bedded down in any so far. He can walked forever and does not whine, complain or say things let's grab a taxi in the middle of 1000 years of amazing architecture and a city that begs you to see it on foot and explore every alleyway. Or complain it's raining let's go inside and wait for it stop and can we buy another $30 umbrella in some clip joint deigned for suckers (read tourists or guys with girlfriends and wives), He is oblivious to the good and bad that happen as he keeps rolling along. He is a smart man. He reads, and I feel comfortable leaving him to his books while I hustle and handle the mundane. He loves to booze. Enjoys conversation as he is attentive, listens and speaks well. He is comfortable with the silence. While he is easy to engage, he has no need to fill the air with useless chatter. He understands (more than I),that at times what you see is more powerful than what you say. He is OPEN to anything and
in that way reminds me of my mom. He is sensitive to the needs of others, understands connecting with someone is about getting and going along. He does not feel the need to know every detail as he leaves that to me as I am good at it and find it no burden. He enjoys traveling in the moment, nothing planned, just going hither and there. Therefore, you know he cares little for controlling events and prefers ambiguity, figuring it out on the fly.
He is a man who understands the value of things far outstrip the cost.
He does not have much of a need for food, nor does he have any use for a hat in a torrential downpour but hey, nobody's perfect.
Bill brings to mind the Kipling poem "If"
"If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;"
Bill can travel in first class or with no class, from a 5 star hotel to a hostel. Not that we bedded down in any so far. He can walked forever and does not whine, complain or say things let's grab a taxi in the middle of 1000 years of amazing architecture and a city that begs you to see it on foot and explore every alleyway. Or complain it's raining let's go inside and wait for it stop and can we buy another $30 umbrella in some clip joint deigned for suckers (read tourists or guys with girlfriends and wives), He is oblivious to the good and bad that happen as he keeps rolling along. He is a smart man. He reads, and I feel comfortable leaving him to his books while I hustle and handle the mundane. He loves to booze. Enjoys conversation as he is attentive, listens and speaks well. He is comfortable with the silence. While he is easy to engage, he has no need to fill the air with useless chatter. He understands (more than I),that at times what you see is more powerful than what you say. He is OPEN to anything and
in that way reminds me of my mom. He is sensitive to the needs of others, understands connecting with someone is about getting and going along. He does not feel the need to know every detail as he leaves that to me as I am good at it and find it no burden. He enjoys traveling in the moment, nothing planned, just going hither and there. Therefore, you know he cares little for controlling events and prefers ambiguity, figuring it out on the fly.
He is a man who understands the value of things far outstrip the cost.
He does not have much of a need for food, nor does he have any use for a hat in a torrential downpour but hey, nobody's perfect.
Bill brings to mind the Kipling poem "If"
"If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;"
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