It was just Her and Me.
Now there are three more.
My wife loves to travel. When we first met she had already lived abroad for almost two years. She wanted to get back out there. The Motorcycle Diaries inspired her and she set her sights on a trip through South America.
A couple years later we were on the road. We traveled through Peru, Bolivia, Argentina, and Chile. We followed that with Panama, Costa Rica, El Salvador, and Guatemala.
Later in that trip, we visited the United Kingdom, Spain, France, Poland, Italy, Cambodia, Thailand, Malaysia, and Australia. We loved to travel. It tapped into the deep recesses of our identities.
These days, our four year old asks when our next adventure is.
I ask him,"Where do you want to go first?"
His answer never changes, "Africa."
Our three year old likes to ask where we are going today, and he loves to talk
about past travels. "Well, the last day we went to...."
These two young boys are ready for life on the road!
When they were infants, we got the boys comfortable in the car seat and ready to travel. They have road-tripped and flown throughout the US, but our travel has been on hold for almost a year now. First, little brother's pregnancy involved bed rest. After, that he had another plan.
Instead of the new baby falling asleep in the car seat or being comfortable, it has caused him to scream. Not a little crying, it was full-out red-faced howling. My wife has had to endure many dirty looks when she is picking up his big brother at pre-school.
I took the baby to the store yesterday and he did not cry. I am hoping we have turned the corner.
The sights, the sounds, the tastes, the smells, and the people add zest to life. They stretch our souls and change our perspectives. Travel makes life delicious. The adventures mirror the adventure of life and show that no one place is your home and that boundaries are just the artificial creations of politics and habit.
It is time to Travel. GO!
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