One night my husband handed me an article he’d read.  It featured a couple who had sold or stored everything they owned, packed one suitcase each, and headed overseas to live in a different country each month for as many months as they could.  Bob commented, “That sounds fun.”  I agreed.

That was many years ago, and the idea embodied in that article never left us.  Over time our conversations progressed from “Hmmm, I wonder how the trip turned out for that couple?” to “I think we might have fun doing that,” to “Don’t forget to renew the passports!”  We realized that we love to travel and the timing was right:  we recently celebrated our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary, Bob recently celebrated his company’s twentieth anniversary, our children are settled in college, and we are healthy.  It is now or never.

What we did not realize is that deciding to go was the easy part.  Now we had to plan.  When?  Where?  How long?  What about the dog?  VRBO or Airbnb?  The specter of planning our getaway nearly ended the adventure before it began.  However, we forged ahead, believing the summit would be worth the climb.  Strap on those crampons and launch the browser!