Rebelling against the outrageous 2001 New York City real estate market, my husband Jon and I decided that our down payment would be better used to see the world. In June 2001 we bought two round-the-world tickets and departed for a six-month trip of a lifetime.
Dazzled by people, cultures, and experiences, we found more places to visit and, as will happen, the six month trip was extended and prolonged. We camped in the midst of restless lions; became surprisingly adept at Kiswahili; rafted obscure rivers; scuba dived with large, graceful sharks; drove endless miles; and met outrageous people. After over a year of memories we ran out of money and returned to New York in October 2002 – worldly, poor, and wonderfully happy.
Four months later on February 18, 2003, Jon unexpectedly passed away at the age of 31. It’s an aching lesson to learn – that life is much too short and should always be lived to its fullest. But he lived in exactly that way, and our trip is a gift I will always cherish.
It was Jon’s wish that our journals and pictures be kept online “so everyone can share our experiences.” And here you are, doing exactly that. I hope you enjoy them.