I don’t know that I’ll ever shake that initial jolt of fear that shoots through me when I arrive alone in a foreign country. I follow the crowd through the terminal to baggage claim. Traveling only with carry-on luggage, this is where I abandon them. I look around to find the bus or train I…
Category: Europe
Burgos
“And you’re doing all this alone?” he asked. “Yes,” I said. As of yet, I hadn’t met anyone else who wanted to spend six weeks walking across northern Spain. “That’s a little scary,” he said. “Not really,” I responded. But I was talking to a man who had a daughter in college. Most men with…
Found: One Passport Photo
“So what other places do I have to clean out?” I asked myself. I have been on a mission to pare down my belongings and I try to do something towards that goal each day. I opened a cabinet. Besides being the storage space for my pajamas (which I wasn’t interested in paring down at…
How I Got Here – The Europe trip
In October of 1999, I got an e-mail about an airfare sale. It was from a company specializing in travel for folks under 26 years of age and at the time I was 23. My desire to study abroad in college was shot down long ago, but here I saw an opportunity. I wanted to…
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