Traveling with no destination or pretense with no agenda or time schedule creates tremendous opportunities for exploration of both the world and the self. At any moment you can meet someone who can change the rest of your trip, maybe even the rest of your life. In the fall of 2011, I set out on such a journey and kept a journal along the way. The purpose was to capture my thoughts and feelings as they happened, unfiltered by time or concern for societal norms and judgment. In the end, it became less of a journal and more of a coming-of-age confessional.