As we get closer to our departure date, I get more and more excited. It’s been ten years since Sly and I headed off on our honeymoon to Europe for a six-week whirlwind tour: London, Paris, Venice, Rome, Athens, Budapest, Prague, Berlin, Amsterdam, Paris, London.
Couple of notable things happened on that trip: I learned that the wife I thought I had a really good grasp on turned out to be someone who was more flexible than I thought. Sly turned into a real trooper, allowing me to put her through some experiences that may have terrified her but she came out the other side a stronger person. Made me love her even more.
Also, a bit of a wake up call: July 7, 2005, or 7/7 as the Londoners call it, occurred only two days before we returned to London. Reminded me that the world is an inordinately unsafe place and that vigilance needs to be maintained through out a person’s travels.
Sometimes that just not enough.
I’ve been wading through an assortment of videos on YouTube the past couple days, checking out scams and sharing them with our travel partners. Best to be prepared before someone attempts to hand you a ring they “found” on the ground behind you.
I just need to get out of the country for a while and absorb some culture.
