Montmartre Paris

I love traveling, although I got a bit of a late start with international travel. I was 34 the first time I left the US (except for one evening in Windsor Canada when I was 19 – I bought my first beer that night). My good friend Lysa and I went on a group tour of Europe and it was crazy. The age range was 18 to 35, and we were the oldest group members. We spent 11 days visiting the Netherlands, Germany, France, Switzerland, England and Italy. It was a whirlwind of late nights and days fueled by Red Bull. This was before digital cameras were popular, and all of our photos were on film (remember that?). I think I had 15 rolls to get developed. Now I’m on my third passport and have been to Europe, Asia and South America. Not bad!