Hi, my name is Robin. If you’re here, you most likely know me, but if not, this is my blog about quitting my job to travel Australia and (hopefully) more of the south pacific.
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Mom // September 1, 2007 at 11:15 pm
I believe you inherited you wanderlust from your parents both of whom traveled to Europe, ironically at the same time, without knowing each other, for the entire summer of 1971. And then there was my trip to South America, all alone the summer I turned 16. No one went to South America at that time. And last but not least your Dad and I left California and camped cross country for an entire summer on our way to New York to live. We just went wherever we wanted to and moved on to the next place. It was the summer of 1981 - and you were with us on the trip! I am not jealous I just think it is great to travel and see the world. So instead of worrying about a job just do birth right next and go to Israel for free - time is running out. By the way I don’t remember the Noozles at all and I know I was there. I do remember the bear - don’t you still have it?
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