Someone came up to me at a Kapitan Keling mosque in Penang one fine day asking, "Salam bro, i'm a musafir (traveller) and I need money to survive.
I told him, "Salam, i'm a musafir too, and i just got robbed yesterday. I have only 30 ringgit to return home in Singapore before Aidilfitri.
From one traveller to another, i wish i could help him...
Friday, July 12, 2013
Travel is never a matter of money but of courage. I spent a large part of my youth traveling the world as a hippie. And what money did I have then? None. I barely had enough to pay for my fare. But I still consider those to have been the best years of my youth.The great lessons I learned has been precisely those that my journeys had taught me.”