We may not admit it, but we all do it. Go ahead and say it: “I watch tons of those cute Youtube videos.” You know the ones: kittens swatting pit bulls on the nose; puppies doing tail spins on throw rugs; and baby goats – well, doing just about anything.
In all our years of travel we’ve learned that no matter where we are on the globe, we can rarely predict what’s going to come out of a child’s mouth … especially if we’re holding a camera. And there’s the joy.
We never imagined that our trip to Bosnia and Herzegovina would be so pivotal. We wrote several posts about our journey, and to our surprise and delight, on Monday we were Freshly Pressed for our post Indomitable: The Kids of Sarajevo.
I am one lucky girl. My Mom and Dad presented me with three fabulous sisters. As far as I’m concerned, it just doesn’t get any better than that. We all inherited various physical traits from our parents – most notable is our hair.
Last night we had one of those long, cleansing summer storms, complete with deep, rolling thunder and eye-clenching lightning. You know the kind. And when you get up the next morning, the whole world looks fresh and new.
After exiting the Natchez Trace, and pointing our six-wheeled, articulated, mobile domicile east, we passed through Meridian – a small town in East Central Mississippi. This wasn’t a planned stop, but floods (and tornados) farther west forced us to keep our plans, umm … fluid.
In January I received an email from out of the blue. Although I recognized the name, I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was from a man I’ve never met, but admire immensely.