A Life of Adventure

30 Countries

Five Continents

More than any small-town girl ever dreamed of. It was mine! Fearless? Clueless? Who can tell the difference? I was 7 years old the first time I almost killed myself.  When My friend thrust the top of the bike in my hands, I took it.  My hands reached out to grab it without even thinking.  Never mind that I’d never ridden a bike before except for a few shaky turns around Linda’s drive way. I don’t remember the flight — or the landing. Except they were picking gravel out of my face for the next three days.

Theme music:  fearless or clueless.

Sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference.

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