On a whim in late 1971 I traveled to Europe with a friend. It turned into the adventure of a lifetime. With little planning and no itinerary, we flew to London with a 2 month student rail pass and enough money to live comfortably for 1. Time passed quickly and after 2 months I found myself alone in Italy with time and money to spare. Getting used to flying by the seat of my pants I headed to the heel and took the ferry to Greece. On the beautiful island of Crete living was easy, simple and cheap. There was no reason to return I had been bitten by the travel bug and a voice was calling me, it said, go east so I did.