I am in the process of gathering paperwork to renew/update my passport,
and obtain one for my girl. No immediate plans to leave the
country, but should the opportunity arrise, I sure want to be
ready. It has been four years now, since these soles (souls) have
touched another continent. (Or country, for that matter.)
Far, far too long. I’ve got the itch, bad.
{ 2005 06 08 }
sweet_n_lo | 09-Jun-05 at 11:06 am | Permalink
Man, I’ve missed a lot… Beautiful photo, beautiful writing.
Rach, do you want to collaborate on a project sometime? I mean, you don’t really need me, because your photos speak for themselves, but if I made a photography book, I would need a writer. Let’s take a trip (i.e. Tanzania or somewhere) and make a book about it. Want to?
If not, I would at least really like to run into you, and your soul, on a foreign continent someday.
wingsofdawn | 09-Jun-05 at 11:26 am | Permalink
Embarrassingly enough, I didn’t take that picture. Cherie did. But, yes. Somewhere or Tanzania…or both.
dchalenburg | 09-Jun-05 at 12:48 pm | Permalink
It’s just a short drive to the Gulf of Mexico and then you could fashion a raft out of driftwood and old tires and then you could set sail for the nearest foreign soil. Maya could row and you could work the rudder (or the other way around, whatever).
dave