I ignored my mother's pleas and started a journey into the unknown. I hoped it would inspire people along the way: For each mile we drove in our Daihatsu Terios, we donated a book to an underprivileged child through First Book. 10,000 miles. 10,000 books. That was the goal.

Travel is so much more than an external journey. It is primarily an internal one. A journey to the center of our souls.

The aim was to drive from England to Mongolia. The reality was that I found myself lying on a hospital bed in a distant land. A broken collarbone and bruised ego in tow. Violent car crashes can sometimes do that to you. But this year I am trying again.

When I told people I was off to Haiti for a few days they looked at me dumbfounded. Haiti. Why?

As I write, this team of young women are on their way to becoming the first all female team of five to row any ocean.

The highlight of the day was taking a soon to be married couple to their wedding. It was a special moment to have these two lovely and infectiously smiling people in the cab.

I was off to pick up a Panamanian family visiting Chicago for the first time. I drove them to the famous navy pier and had a rip roaring time.

Both girls loved their ice creams and their mother was thrilled that the Kindness Cab had battled through traffic to keep its promise of brightening a child's day.

My next few rides included a chap who used to work in the White House and gave it all up for a life of adventure, a hedge fund manager, a pharmacy student and, my favorite, a Bolivian soccer journalist.

It seems that getting a freebie really does make you happy.

Starting at Times Square, I will be travelling across America in a vintage London cab winding my way ultimately to the Hollywood sign. Along the route I will be picking up anyone who wants a free cab ride.

I admit it. This whole thing started because of an Argentine Marxist revolutionary, a depressing London flat, a subtitled foreign flick and a personal existential crisis.

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The driver was speeding down a one-way street the wrong way. Our little Nissan Micra didn't stand a chance.

We had to be in Donetsk, in eastern Ukraine, in less than three days. That was about 1,400 miles from my sick bed in Croatia.

My country count is at nine, not too shabby only five days into the rally.

I'm nauseated, depressed and upset with life. The culprit: a Slovakian streetside hamburger

I'm having a bout of anxiety, and here's why: The Uzbek Embassy was late in processing the visa of my trusted friend and cameraman, Steven Priovolos, so he was forced to travel across Europe on his Greek travel documents because his passport is at the Uzbek Embassy.

The costumes.  The madness.  The drinking.  It's all happening down there. People enjoying a moment of glory.

There were banged up old ambulances, three-wheeled cars, motorbikes and anything else you can think of, all eager to do battle with the elements and the Turkmenistan border police.

When boredom comes knocking, I fight back.

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