When I was a kid, I loved to read. My favorite books were about far-away places like Spain and China. I would read The Five Chinese Brothers and imagine myself in China, hanging out with them, having adventures. Ferdinand the Bull and I were best friends…you get the picture.
Then I got older, time passed, and my dreams of seeing those far-away places got a little lost in the whirl of work and school.
Not any longer. I’ve saved, planned, and schemed. Yesterday I quit my job and packed my bag, and in a few days I’ll be somewhere else.
I know that travel can be frustrating. Lost luggage, sunburns, delays, and sleepless nights will be the least of my problems.
Bring it on.

Good on ya. I dreamed of being homeless on the Pacific Crest Trail….Going to happen
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You still could…I’d go with you!
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