Round the World?

It’s my birthday today, and I’m feeling a bit sentimental. If it’s any day where I can get away with a bit of longing for simpler, more innocent times, it’d be today, so I had Melissa dig up some old photos from our mini-round the world summer and scan them in for a quick post. I can’t believe it’s been 13 years since I first strapped on a backpack and hit the road: Melissa and I cut off all our hair for easy travel and were excited beyond belief by our EuroRail passes, passport and money holders, and of course, the backpacks. We threw those things on for a quick photo-op here, in Miami, before heading to the airport in May, 1999. Our friends told us we wouldn’t last a week. When Melissa threw a bit of a fit halfway over the Atlantic, I feared they were right. But we ended up having that life-changing trip that people write novels about. We enjoyed every single minute (even the bad ones!), because our independent souls loved the freedom.

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