Hey there, dear readers! So, I bet you’re sitting there, scratching your head, wondering why on earth I’ve dubbed my latest adventure the STRONGER tour. I mean, let’s be real—I'm not some chart-topping rockstar jetting off on a world tour, belting out hits to adoring fans. Nope, I’m just your average, slightly creaky old fella embarking on a holiday, eager to share every twist and turn with you all. But trust me, there’s a story here that’ll hook you, pull you in, and leave you craving more—because after what I’ve been through, I truly feel STRONGER!
Life, as we all know, comes with an expiration date. We all nod along, acknowledging that one day we’ll shuffle off this mortal coil, but deep down, we convince ourselves it’s a distant event—decades away, right? The tales of folks passing too young, caught in tragic accidents, or battling health crises always seemed like someone else’s story, never mine. That is, until I found out I had a massive brain aneurysm. Let me tell you, that news hit me like a freight train and scared the living daylights out of me. I’m not one for big emotions—honestly, a rock might’ve shown more feeling than me before this—but this? This turned my world upside down. I was a wreck, tears streaming daily, convinced my days—or even hours—were numbered. With its enormous size, I never thought I’d make it to the operating table. But I did. And here I am, still kicking (or maybe I’m a ghost who hasn’t figured it out yet—stay tuned to find out!).
Surviving that ordeal felt like winning a war against death itself, and that victory has left me feeling STRONGER than ever. This trip, starting July 16 and winding through Korea and Japan until August 4, isn’t just a holiday—it’s a celebration of life and gratitude. Along the way, I’ve had incredible support, but one person stood out as my rock, my guardian angel: my old housemate, Victor. This man, with his impossibly busy life, called me every single day without fail. I’m not a religious guy, but he’d gently ask if he could pray for me. His sweet, comforting words during those chats were a lifeline, a balm to my shattered nerves. I knew, the moment I came through this, I had to see him in person to thank him from the bottom of my heart.
And that’s the heart of this STRONGER tour. I’ve never been to Korea before, and the only reason I’m going is to track down Victor, to look him in the eye and say, “Thank you.” He was the shoulder I cried on through countless sleepless nights, and now I’m heading his way to show him I’m STRONGER—and it’s all thanks to him. From Seoul to the DMZ, Busan to Fukuoka, Sapporo to Tokyo, this journey is about more than just sights—it’s about resilience, friendship, and a second chance at life. Stick with me, readers, because this story’s just getting started, and I can’t wait to share every step of the way with you!
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