Much Ado About Twinship

     As of July 2024 this section is still very much incomplete. Tales of the Traveling Twins is and probably always will be an unfinished hodgepodge of recollections from various periods in our lives. The writing here, at least up to this point, is mostly mine (I'm the older twin). I wish it were better writing, more impressive or groundbreaking to the point of being earthshakingly poignant, but it's the best I can do. One cannot squeeze singular art from the less artful.

     The funny part is, we both ended up in Southeast Asia, married to Southeast Asian women. We both ended up retiring on Social Security benefits, penniless save for an 80K inheritance our parents left each of us in 2016. Mars used nearly the last of his birthright to build a house on some land owned by his wife in the countryside where she grew up 90 minutes outside of Siem Riep, while I invested the majority of my heirloom in two small plots of land in Bien Hoa, my wife's hometown in Vietnam.

     I hope to sell one of the parcels in the next few years and use some of the money to visit Mars and Eang in Cambodia. I hope to live long enough to fly there and see them again. I hope my twin's house is everything he and his wife want it to be. I hope he finds peace and contentment in his last stand and final resting place. I hope.