One woman's journey through the world
When I flew to Africa last year I had a few ideas of where I might travel but knew that there was no point in making specific plans. My path would be determined by experiences had and people met along the way. Getting to Victoria Falls and connecting with friends in South Africa was a must, as was diving in Tofo and anywhere else I could. Other than that, I’d
Nearly every summer my parents drive from their home in North Carolina to my brother’s in Colorado. Taking major highways would mean about 1800 miles of white-knuckle driving beside huge trucks. Nearly identical rest areas would blend together in one’s memories and the trip would be solely about the destination. Fortunately, my parents don’t take that sort of road trip. No, they take minor roads and detours that allow for