And I’m not planning on having any kids then either…
Instead I’m doing this:
On August 31 Matt and I are leaving for a 17 day backpacking trip to Peru.
I don’t know how to explain how big this thing is for us. To put it in perspective: Since we’ve known each other we’ve lived in Copenhagen and back packed through Europe, we’ve lived in San Francisco and driven across the country twice, we’ve been to the Caribbean and Skiing in Colorado, and we’ve traveled all over the country visiting friends.
But none of that was Peru. Not even close.
Peru is somewhere we independently dreamed of going before we even knew each other. We both did reports on Peru when we were little and thought to ourselves – “someday I’m going to go there.” And way back when (1998 was along time ago) – before we were dating when we were just starting to become friends – we found this out. I mean how many people out there both really want to go to the same random South American country? So we said half-jokingly that someday we would go together.
Someday is 10 weeks from today.
We’re using every drop of vacation time that we have, plus the Labor Day holiday to be able to do this. And we’ve been saving for it for over 2 years. This is our dream trip. It’s huge and exciting and more than a little terrifying.
And have you ever noticed how many yarns are made in Peru?