The worst part about travel to a far off land is the travel. We’re in our 4th airport, each one we have had to go through customs get our bags and then go back thru security. One more flight and we are home. 30+ hours of travel so far and counting. We have crossed the international date line had breakfast on 3 airplanes lunch, dinner on 2 and 3 in that order. I have that feeling on solid ground that I’m still on a bouncing airplane. It’s similar to what happens if your on a boat too long.

That said its all been worth it. I can’t imagine doing this with a better companion. Dawn and I have got along just as good as you can imagine this whole trip.

I got a little touchy the second time I was feeling sick. We made it through without issue. We’re still in love and maybe more than we started have renewed our passion for each other and travel.

Almost home.

I can’t wait to stop moving.