From Japan, walking/riding our way to America

Our new project for the year 2011, is to take apart what we have built, added, and refined in our past years here in a city on a small island, and start a new life there on the  other side of the Pacific, over the Rockies and Mississippi, again, in a city on a smal island. 

When leaving home with a bag of undefined confidence in hand to study abroad in the States 20 years ago, I remember having much less worries about anything, than I do now. However, that scare-free attitude gave a teenage me, on my first day at a boarding school, friends to hang out with, and a broken collar bone on my left shoulder. I am certainly more cautious, but am concerned that it would limit me from interacting with the extreme opportunities. It is time to resurrect the buried child within me; hopefully the kid inside me still is a kid.

It would be an exciting trip to take, spending a year to move from here to there, and see as many villages / cities / borders / shorelines / cultures / peaks / etc., in between.