“It's a dangerous business, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to.”

It's late at night and the house is quiet. Everything I see around me is familiar and comforting. My wife is asleep in the next room. My cat is sitting sentry duty at the window. It's a cozy home, food in the kitchen, books line the walls of several rooms, the bed is soft and warm. Like a hobbit, I could stay here, with more to read than I can finish in my lifetime, more to learn and write about my art than I could ever finish. But it's time to go on an Adventure.

A solo trip to Europe, without itinerary, traveling where I please, but supporting myself entirely with my art. I'm a magician, a mentalist, and I love my art, and I love the life I am fortunate to have, which lets me share that art with others. While this is not the most dangerous Adventure I've ever attempted, it is easily the most challenging. Can I support myself in unfamiliar lands with nothing but magic? I want to find strangers on the streets of strange new cities, share magic with them, and so brighten the lives of those I meet that my new friends are moved to thank me in material ways, for art I have already given them freely.

I've allowed myself a cash buffer to get me through days when my art does not support me. 90 days in Europe, and I'll come home triumphant at the end of that time, or humbled if I burn through my cash. Honestly, it could go either way. Street performing is hard. It's a younger man's game and I just turned 60. There are significant obstacles ahead of me, and I frankly don't know what most of them are. Whatever happens, I will learn a great deal, my life and my magic will be enriched. I'll do my best to keep this travel log up to date, and I invite my friends, both old and the new ones I hope to make on the journey, to follow along.