So I stayed at home for another year, but I didn’t become a lawyer and I couldn’t stop thinking about traveling . On
September 1651 I went to Hull, a large port
in Yorkshire, to see a friend. I was planning to return home after the visit, but when I saw how many ships were there, I started to think of travelling again. Some of the ships were huge and sailed to countries in South America and Africa, places I wanted to see. They carried things made in England and brought back foreign food and clothes. And the sailors in the port all looked very happy with their lives.
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