That’s just the traveling life.
They don’t make things like they …
Home is where the people are normal.
Somewhere called home.
This is my home.
I know what I’m missing.
Could this be the worst airport terminal there is?
I return home and find a new appreciation for what the sedentary create.
For 33 years I had no interest in horse racing, but that was soon to change.
Is this for real?
Getting a glimpse at the new world we’re traveling towards.
There is always another bend in the road, another mountain to climb.
After completing one round trip I consider a change of direction.
Going back to what was once the epicenter of backpacker-dom after being away for 13 years.
It’s too late now but would have been a good idea.
These sunglasses have become a part of me, but all good things must someday end. On to the next iteration of Faded Days.
I would recommend saving up …
Spoiler: the weather is better than you’d assume.
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