Ok, comrades. The time has come. I've quit my horrific abusive office job in Seattle, after saving money (and hopefully some self-respect). In 3 days, I join my dear companion Billy in Albany, NY. A week later, we leave this continent for others, namely Europe and Africa. Back to living out of a backpack.
Prospective trajectory (in some particular order that does not necessarily reveal chronology, nor dimension, nor joy): Ireland, Germany, Denmark, Sweden, North Pole (kidding, but not by much), France, Northern Spain, Benelux, Italia, Romania, Hungary, Czech Republic, (airplane), Mozambique, South Africa, Angola, Namibia, and perhaps (fingers crossed, Erin) Uganda.
We'll be visiting a number of friends, family, some radical communities, wwoofing in Sweden at the Kulturstationen, and going with our friend Prexy on a trip to Southern Africa that focuses on relationship-building and knowledge-sharing amongst those who seek alternatives to the violent and oppressive systems we're still all learning to claw our way out of. I'll try to post some photos along the way, and perhaps an interesting story or two (hopefully by the droves).
There aren't looking to be many bikes involved on this trip, but Wingman is coming along, nonetheless.
The photos are:
1) above - the delightful sunny room in my Seattle collective house I'll be leaving behind for a summer sublet(rock it, Lindsey).
2) below - the adventurers, Libby & Billy. Or, for the lazy, Libbilly.
Health, hugs, and hilarity for all!
Libby
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