The Roots of Wanderlust?
11 Oct 2012
I’ve loved to travel for as long as I can remember. There’s nothing I’d rather spend money on, since the memories last forever. I sometimes think the best summary of being married to me is this: “Hey, can we go here? Hey, want to go here?” Luckily, Eric is the greatest travel companion ever. When I found this old picture this week, I thought maybe it was a sign of things to come.
Oct 11, 2012 @ 07:14:24
I’ll bet you’re smiling that much right now! I hope Istanbul is more than you ever dreamed it could be.
Oct 17, 2012 @ 13:21:35
Thank you so much! It was incredible, and I loved sharing it with Eric!
Oct 11, 2012 @ 11:49:20
I love this picture! 🙂
Oct 17, 2012 @ 13:19:18
Thank you! 🙂 Good times!
Oct 11, 2012 @ 20:41:15
Oh what a fond memory. You must have been packing youself into my suitcase to go with me on a business trip.
Oct 17, 2012 @ 13:20:01
Definitely! I remember how excited I always was when you would bring us little freebies from the Pitt Con!
Oct 12, 2012 @ 08:21:53
Yes, in those days we had fun with whatever was around! It was the style at the time! What a sweet reminder of some sweet, sweet days!
Oct 17, 2012 @ 13:20:46
Yes indeed! Just like singing the Beatles in our play room!