I consider myself to be a lucky man. Lucky for the people in my life, lucky for the chances I’ve been given. One of those chances was in October of 2017, when after an enormously generous offer and some careful scheduling, we were able to go back to my home country, and surprise everyone (except for the culprits). My sister (real sister) didn’t know, my brother (adopted brother of 3) didn’t know. So we stayed with friends and family and enjoyed the good life, travelling to familiar places, discovering new ones. Yes, to say that I miss my country would be an understatement. But I know what I got back for it.
This is part 1 of 5 (just because there’s soooo many pictures).