As a child, I dreamed about the world beyond the confines of my own small town.  Mondays meant the arrival of The New York Times and the Travel Section.  Athens, Istanbul, Cairo …  Each destination was more exotic than the last one, and I fantasized about all the sights I would see and adventures I would have, if only I was grown …

Years passed, and I grew older.  Road trips became a feature of my high school and college years, as I criss-crossed the country with one sister or another.  Redwoods, Yellowstone, the Grand Canyon, Mount Rushmore – each trip took us to a new wonder.  My twenties  brought air travel – lots and lots of air travel, as I explored places like New Orleans,  Merida, and San Juan.  I crossed the first few places off my bucket list – Chichen Itza and Angel Falls – and started looking further afield, to Europe.

The last few decades have taken me to places as diverse as Paris and Madrid, Venice and Vienna.  I visited some of the sights I dreamed of as a child – the Alhambra, the Acropolis, the Colosseum;  I drank from the spring at Delphi, visited the Tomb of Agamemnon in Mycenae,  and walked in the footsteps of Caesars in Rome and Knights in Rhodes.

And my travels have only just begun.

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