Chris and I are very different. We often marvel at how our marriage works when we are so completely opposite. There is one big thing we have in common, though. We both love to travel. And, I might add, for being so different, we travel quite well together. I so look forward to the day when life slows down and we can see the world together. (Read: retirement.) First stop: northern Italy.
Until then, however, I will live vicariously through Chris. He gets to travel for his job. Mostly domestically (and really, who can complain about San Francisco?) but occasionally internationally, as well.
This week he is in Ecuador. I’m very excited for him. Of all the trips to Compassion countries I’ve been on, (okay … that’s only four, but still) Ecuador was definitely my favorite!
He’ll be posting on Compassion’s blog about the trip. I’m looking forward to reading along, particularly on the days when they visit the jungle. From what I understand, it’s very remote. They have to travel for over an hour in a canoe to get there!
The group is made up of eight women and three men, so I imagine that should any of the jungle fauna decide to make an appearance during their adventure, there will be inordinate amounts of high-pitched squealing. I am confident that my super manly, incredibly strong, extremely courageous, east coast bred and raised husband will not be among them.
After all, he is sporting a mean mustache.