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We arrived in Connecticut on May 1, and from that point forward, it felt like our fulltime travel days were done.

When I was a little girl, I was obsessed with dogs. All I wanted was a dog. A big dog, a little dog... any dog would do. I just coveted the floof.

As I previously mentioned, our goals for our April visit to Lisbon were to ensure we could find what we needed to live safely and comfortably (ie: Kevin's meds, Thor's food, workable public transportation, etc.), and to figure out which specific neighborhoods we wanted to reside in.

If I haven't made it clear before, Kevin and I decided to move to Portugal having never previously visited the country.

Hey - Remember that time like a month ago when I was all: "we're already in good shape to move abroad and it should be smooooooooooth sailing!" Yeah. About that.

For many years now, our families and friends have gotten used to Kevin and I dropping our seemingly random/insane travel ideas on them.

For this post, we’re takin it back to 1991, firing up the boombox, and blastin out some vintage Boyz II Men.

Recently, Kevin, Thor, and I took a drive to Borrego Springs, a small town located about two hours east of San Diego in the Southern California desert.

Did I play some role in bringing on this dumpster fire of a year??

The key to having a great time at Glacier National Park is doing the exact opposite of what everyone tells you to do.