Find Your Beginning
For us it was plane tickets and passports. I knew I had to see more. To share. To learn. To be.
The idea of making the road our home was conceived from a moment's inspiration walking through an old bookstore in Nicaragua. Used books toppled over themselves, falling into disheveled stacks on tables and benches, stools and chairs. Choosing one and blowing sparkling dust into morning light, "This." I thought, "This is a true goldmine." I travel to seek wealth not in gold, but wealth in knowledge. There was much to learn from these corners of the world.