Every year as students run out the double doors of school after following the last final exam onto summer jobs and family vacations, I pursue my summer goal, leave the country. I try to visit a new country every year. Sometimes it happens, other times it does not. Occasionally, a summer will present multiple summer travel possibilities. This is one of those summers. Each trip is unique.
Continents
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Leading up to a year and a half in Peru and Bolivia, a visiting priest, either in ignorance or false hyperbole, described the poverty and struggles of Peru. “All they had to offer us was cuy or our guinea pig. That’s all they had to eat.”
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In 2012, I decided to spend my 40th birthday doing some things that I love. Thus the idea of cycling around Belgium to various Trappist monasteries and drinking their delicious homemade brew was born.
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The Pink Elephant in the Cafe Our final day of group riding was also our shortest. From the sparsely population of Chimay
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Our peloton of novice bike riders hit the pavement towards the Hainaut province town of Mariembourg on our way to Chimay, the last big day of cycling.
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I left A c’t’heure dînant an hour later with a silly grin on my face and two hands transporting a cardboard box full of Westvleteren.
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I placed Dom (8 years old), Annie B (3 years old), and Momo (2 years old) safely in our metal steed for our road trip across the USA and then I stepped behind the wheel. In preparation for a road trip across the USA with three small kids by myself
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Day number five of our trip across southern Belgium to Rochefort would provide the ying to my yang. This would be the antithesis of the first day from Bomal to La Chouffe.