Pure motivation

This exchange thingy has been deep inside my skin for some time now. Actually, at first what I wanted was to know to world, see different cultures and - well - different ladies, of course. I dismissed the "tourism option" right away for several reasons... I'm not so rich as to be able to travel worldwide with my own money, and I also didn't want to have that kind of relationship to the world: Fred, the big tourist. The following option was to get a job at one of those huge companies who would send me around the world to do business. Didn't want that either, and the reason's that I wouldn't be able to do what I want. I would simply be another corporate slave: making loads of money, traveling for free, but never on my own schedule.

You must've noticed that I'm like Sinatra, I wanna do things My Way.

I wanted to be outside of Brazil, but not for the sightseeing. My motivation was always pure: I wanted to feel what it is like to live in a different country. To be surrounded by people with minds, bodies and expectations that have nothing to do with mine. I didn't want to see the world. I wanted to live as an alien.