New York. It begins.

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First off, I just want to thank everyone who was a part of my two departure parties. All those from the office at Natixis, that was a beautiful last day of work. And, of course, the party on Saturday night produced by the Hadad family. That jam was amazing. I'm not sure of my plans upon returning back to New York, but after that party, I may have found an answer before I have even left. I think I just want to be a celebrity. That was fun.

The last few weeks have been phenomenal. The parties, dinners, beers, shots, wine, cakes, phone calls, emails, messages, celebrations, cards, gifts, generosity, and well wishes have almost been overwhelming. You all really went out of your way for me. Thank you.

A lot of people have asked why I am taking this trip. I had been thinking for a while about breaking out of my routine, for I had this overwhelming urge to drop everything and go do some world exploring. Life was good, but without a mortgage, a wife, a rent-stabilized apartment, or a parole officer to report to, this desire grew. Many friends encouraged me to just go for it. I think I solidified my decision late last year after considering something one of my father's best friends told me. This astute man whom I consider an uncle, is a college professor, a consummate gentleman, incredibly intelligent, and a master of the English language.

After a few glasses of wine, he leaned over and said, "Edward. I think it's now or never,...and never is a long f*cking time."

Sometimes the vulgarities of our language could not be more charming or perfect. I couldn't have thought of a better way to express my sentiments.

Tomorrow morning I board a flight for South Africa and this journey will begin. I'll try to update this blog as frequently as I can. Some have demanded a weekly "column." I feel that will be way too aggressive, but I'll do my best. Hopefully, this laptop will stay with me throughout this trip and not be lost, stolen, broken, or eaten by a lion. I'll attempt to keep you all informed on my travels and my general musings. In this space, I don't plan to offer my views on the Presidential race or create a LOST forum, as a few have also requested. You can post reaction comments on this page and I will be giving a prize at the end of the trip to the person who comes up with the most creative, humorous, and insightful posts.

I'm not sure how long I will be gone. There are a lot of places I want to see and a lot of things that I want to do. I could be gone six months, nine, more, less, or, maybe after two months, I'll be broke and head home after remembering I left three dollars on my Metro Card. I wouldn't place bets, however, on that last scenario.

I've got my shots, my malaria pills, my passport, my visas, and my wits.

Updates to follow...

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