There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign. – Robert Louis Stevenson
Travel is in my blood. Forced upon my ancestors. Embraced as a necessity.
Bringing it in closer. My parents embraced travel. Unfortunately, without me though.
I’ve forgiven them.
At 17, I joined the military. The U.S. Army to be exact. It was part faith, part necessity. How could my grandparents pay for college?
From Florida City (small town outside of Miami, Fl) to Somerville (small town outside of Memphis; where my mother made her home) then off to start my life as a young adult.
This is where my journey began:
Miami to Memphis
Memphis to Ft. Jackson, SC
Ft. Jackson, SC to Ft. Lee, VA
Ft. Lee, VA to Ft. Hood, Texas
Ft. Hood, Texas to Weisbaden, Germany
This ends my travel as a soldier. A different kind of travel. A different kind of lifestyle.
In the next series of post I will share more adventures as a civilian traveler with pictures too!!!
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