Travel Plans?

Sometimes friends ask me for my travel itineraries.

Believe it or not, my travel plan is having no plan at all.

I like to wake up in the morning, thinking of what to do in the day ahead. Only then would I take my maps out and chart my way accordingly. I hate scheduled plans. They kill the joy of travelling. I am supposed to relax, not fuss over meticulosity. To some, this is incomprehensible or even stressful. How can we enjoy travelling, leaving things to the unexpected? I can. I love impromptu decisions. I refuse to allow my soul of the past to decide what my body should perform in the present. I think and I act. This is pleasure. This is life.