Today marks 100 days on the road. There have been highs, lows, and middles, but looking back, even the lows are highs. I have no complaints about life. During these past 100 days, I would say we have lived more
BULA! Last I left off, Maria and I were buying new backpacks at the last minute and jumping on a flight to Nadi, Fiji (pronounced Nandi). We actually went to Dick’s again on the way to the airport where Maria
13000 feet up, checkin’ out the other people around me. My heart is racing and I never would have thought I would be this excited to jump out of a plane. At 14000 feet I know I’m the first to
Steve is on leave near...