In the grand journey of life... We are voyagers, cartographers of our own joy... With each mile traveled, each border crossed, We sketch new chapters in our story... In distant cafes with newfound friends, On winding roads that lead to discovery... Here, we forge the true riches of existence, More valuable than any souvenir... For it is in these wanderings, That we truly savor the spice of life... Each hand extended in welcome, Each horizon shared with fellow travelers... These are the passport stamps of the soul, That make our hearts beat with the world's rhythm... So let us be explorers of moments, Collectors of sunsets in foreign skies... For in this lies the essence of a life well-traveled, A journey made richer by the paths we've shared.