Two months before I left the US to begin my trek across the world a friend of mine, Sean, asked me where in the world I’d be the week of February 9th, 2015. He was planning a trip with his best friend, Will, to Abu Dhabi and said I should try to meet up with them while I’m on the road. Sean still adamantly (and somewhat resentfully) claims I told him we wouldn’t meet up with him because I’d be in India, but in reality I couldn’t make any plans because I had no idea where I’d end up. Planning nine months into the future is a crapshoot even when you have a stable life and if you live a nomadic life like I do it's next to impossible. Fortunately, thanks to the month-long delay with my Indian Visa back in Tel Aviv, the timing worked out perfectly and I had the chance to experience a taste of southern hospitality courtesy of Sean, Will, and Will’s parents, Kurt and Lulu.