I'm here because I believe traveling isn't complete unless you have shared another person's life.

Once, my last night in China, I was walking around in Beijing in a poor district when I suddenly heard some music. I walked towards the sound and faced a door, and decided to walk through it. I happened to be in a Buddhist temple where hundreds of people where on their knees, praying and singing. A monk saw me and took me by the hand to introduce me to each divinity represented in the temple.