Why Cambodia/Vietnam? Why on a motorcycle? Why buy a one-way ticket? And why go with a questionable character like Danny? These are all seemingly reasonable questions asked by reasonable people expecting reasonable answers.
If you knew me at any point in my life save the last couple months, you know that I have taken the responsible approach to life: sacrificing fun for studying, running, work, etc. This was all fine and good because - as Dan Finn once told me - "sometimes you've got to do stuff that sucks in order to do stuff that rocks." Well it turns out that stuff that rocks doesn't just happen. And if you just sit around studying for actuarial exams it never will. You have to make it happen. So why buy a one-way ticket to Cambodia to aimlessly ride motorcycles around with a shady sidekick and no particular plan or destination? Because it rocks. Commence quarter-life crisis.
Sometimes you've got to do stuff that sucks in order to do stuff that rocks . . . but sometimes you've just got to do stuff that rocks.