And since I’m well and on the bum again & aint got nothin else to do, but roam, long-faced, the real America, with my unreal heart, here I am eager and ready to be a big busted nose scullion or a dishwasher on the old scoff scow s’long as I can buy my next fancy shirt in a Hong Kong haberdashery or wave a polo mallet in some old Singapore bar or play the horses in Australian, it’s all the same to me as long as it can be exciting and goes around the world.
— Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler