Alas...Without a Map.

Hola friends...family... people who have stumbled across this by mistake.

So... tis the season for blogging apparently, and because I am traveling frequently this year (oft with sketchy cellular service) and at the insistance of Liz, I have chosen to start this blog. The first two posts are small snipits on my trips to Dallas and SLC.


Anyone who knows me, knows that I get lost ridiculously easy, but alas am never in possession of a map. I can read a map, I can plot a map, but I do not actually own a map (please reserve judgment).

So... in a little less than 48 hours I board a British Airways flight for Dublin-*-*- where Spenser and I begin 7 weeks of insanity. We'll be couch surfing, hosteling, hoping for a nice bench should no other alternative present itself. And in about seven weeks, when many of you will be in Montana at the Sheldon Family Reunion (including that madra of mine who will hopefully reserve a shuttle for me from the airport), we'll leave from Athens and head back.

We're hoping to make it to: Dublin, Holyhead *Wales,* London, Belgium, The Netherlands, Germany, Spain, France, Portugal, Morocco, Italy, Greece and Turkey... wish us luck :)

Here is a glimpse of our packing list:

3 shirts
1 pair of pants
1 pair of shorts
1 pair sleep pants
swim suit
towel
socks/underwear
tennis shoes
sandles
sheets and fleece blanket
rainproof jacket
water bottle/ money pouch/ tickets

Spenser and I in 2007.


The plan so far is simple: experience as much as possible on as little money as possible without dying, or being arrested (I don't think I could handle 12 years of hard labor).