This year was supposed to be a grand adventure. I had grand plans of hitting my 7th continent. I had grand plans of finally making it to Iceland and Malta. Instead, I’ve been busy going to several medical appointments each week. Fun, adventurous times, it has not been.

Perhaps after surgery, I’ll make an adventure comeback. And, honestly, I don’t care which country (ies) I go to. I just want to go. Israel, Iceland, Antigua, and Argentina are all on my favored lists. Some because they are such short flights. Others, because of heritage reasons. However, I’ll go to anywhere my miles take me. I just want to go