From original post: I will be turning 63 late next month. Sixty three! It is not an auspicious number. No big round number, no massive event. Just a birthday - hopefully the first in 3 years that isn't Covid screwed.
But, here's the thing, I am feeling pretty good right now (mentally). And I am looking forward to the next phase of my life. Having said that, it is time to look back fondly on what gifts I have been given. And, by gifts, I usually mean the pleasure of experiences with friends and loved ones.
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Today are two places that I loved that made me super happy. The first provided me one of my first foreign travel thrills. The first I have imagined since I was just a young hopeful geography boy, Liechtenstein.
Yes, little tiny Liechtenstein. I went the first time on my first trip to Europe proper (I had visited England one time before).
It was kind of fantastic. I went the first time by myself (in between Munich and Frankfurt). It was really cool but they didn't take credit cards, and no one spoke English. I walked up to the Price's Castle - where he and his family still live. It made me happy.
I went later with Eddie and we enjoyed it again. The capital, Vaduz, had changed from a tiny little berg to a tiny wired cosmopolitan berg (that is wired - like the entire. country is provided free wi-fi - it is not weird just spelled incorrectly as you think!).
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This is book-ended by the Faroe Islands. Lynn and I went on my 60th birthday, my last non-Covid birthday.
The Faroe Islands are the land of waterfalls, thrilling landscapes and pizzas with bananas on them. Okay that last one is odd, but it's their country.
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