I am a self-declared traveler. Ignore my big camera for I am just trying to share and remember your world in mine. Please do not stare at my red hair or pale skin. Don’t fool yourself into thinking I don’t see you turning your head after you pass me on the street. I promise I am not here to check something off a must-see list in some big book I worship in my free time. What’s that you say about your number of stars? I know nothing. Your signs of authentic this or traditional that don’t blind me into believing these are the real things in your world. No, I know better. I look into your face and listen to your stories when our paths cross. I am not afraid to wander away from the English or get lost in your world and ask (or perhaps gesture) for directions. That’s right, I am a traveler not a tourist.