I grew up in the Midwest, 6 miles outside a town of 5,000 people. My daily chores involved tending cows and chickens, and my pastimes included hunting and fishing to put a little extra meat on the table. My father and I never spent time playing catch, we mended fences together on weekends. As isolated as that sounds, I had one parent from Illinois and one from Georgia, so travel for me has always meant a cherished break from a monotonous routine, even at an early age. There's never been a day in my life when I didn't look forward to a road trip or a flight, because at the end of that long road waited Grandma and pecan pie, who would mind driving for that?![]() |
| Host brothers and me. 1998-2012 |
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| Machu Picchu in the background |
I hope you enjoy this blog. It's not me trying to act like an expert about anything, it's just my hope to share some of the experiences we've had, the good and the bad. I'll tell you about the times I took the long way around so hopefully you can learn from my mistakes. If there's anything you feel like I'm missing, please do comment or email me at HelpHalHelpYou@gmx.com .



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