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Like hitting a buffalo while driving down the road... You're never going to be the same again, but what if that buffalo became a permanent fixture on your car and added to its functionality and beauty? That's what it's like when you travel and try to become someone different.
Just a taste of the travel bug will send your life spiraling, down or up I cannot say, until you cast off all else and pursue everything foreign...Everything NOT (whatever I am) is what I became infatuated with.
My first collisions with foreign culture were: 9 days in Costa Rica, and 5 weeks in Chile. I can tell the story of my life almost in a before/after 2005 fashion. After that year I was never the same.
What was your gargantuan encounter with foreign culture? Can you pinpoint a specific time, date, place or experience? Please do tell.