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<p><img width="250" height="375" align="left" alt="" src="/uploaded/Image/magazines/issue30/30_spirit_1.jpg" />While riding my bike (The Beaver) through an unknown town, my thoughts often wander, depending on the surrounding environment. <br />
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&ldquo;Can sea birds see the air currents?&rdquo; <br />
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&ldquo;I&rsquo;ll bet monkeys and deer are searching for food back in those woods.&rdquo;<br />
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Where does your mind wander when you are traveling alone? Do you think about things you want to say to friends or family? Do you feel the urge to ask a local for some tips on the area?<br />
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Descending into a port town or through a busy shopping district, I am the stranger among people carrying out their daily work. I slip through their lives as both a traveler and a deaf person.<br />
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The latter means asking something as simple as &ldquo;What&rsquo;s that fish you&rsquo;re drying?&rdquo; must be done with a nod and a smile instead of words. I can&rsquo;t let go of the handlebars to reach for a pen and paper, unless I&rsquo;m willing to dismount my bike. Oftentimes this limits our communication.<br />
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However, this is a daily reality for the deaf. Even though we are still in Japan, we experience something akin to being a foreigner in a land without a common language. Traveling gives you the freedom and opportunity to meet people, but there can be an unmistakable loneliness if you can&rsquo;t communicate.<br />
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Expressing yourself through diaries and e-mails can be difficult as thoughts lose their way and words fail. At times like these, when I cross paths with a stray cat, I&rsquo;ll telepathically communicate my thoughts and the day&rsquo;s events. Most cats respond by rubbing up against my arms and legs.<br />
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Sometimes I&rsquo;ll be camped out when a homeless cat approaches, and it will undoubtedly strike a pose and beg for food. I usually have to substitute a Caloriemate bar for cat food or rice, but recently I&rsquo;ve made a point to throw a can of cat food in the side pocket of my bag. <br />
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I have become a wandering traveler secretly providing nutritional support for Japan&rsquo;s stray cat population. Yet it&rsquo;s good to know there are feline friends throughout the country, so you are never alone when traveling in Japan.</p>]]></desciption>	
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	      <pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2011 04:48:12 +0000</pubDate>
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