travel curator/connoisseur of life
“You never took us to Disney land” my kids complain whenever we fight. What a bad mother I have been. “But you got to swing, Tarzan style, on a vine in a real jungle” I can now snap back, at least at Jack. I thought I’d been to the jungle before. But, once I got…
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Seems gap years are absolutely not for hanging out with your mother. So I was particularly pleased when Jack agreed to spend two weeks of his surprisingly action packed year traveling with me. We met in Bogota. Then we headed 1000 km south to the small town of Leticia right where Brazil, Peru and Colombia…
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