What do Vasco Da Gama and myself have in common? We both sought the curiosities of the unknown by traveling great distances to do so. Although I never became memorialized with a statue as this great explorer was, I feel the same sense of daring accomplishment in walking the cobblestone lanes of old Lisbon today. Vasco’s spirit of the “Great Age of Portuguese Discovery” is a timeless example to follow in my search for life’s ultimate meaning. Continue reading “Vasco Da Gama And Me” →