Today marks 91 days AD (after Dan).
One of my favorite travel blogs is For91Days.com. These guys have the best gig ever…travel around the world, pick a spot and hang out for 91 days. The idea being that in 91 days you can really get to know the true vibe of a place. If widowhood is a place, I’m still horribly lost. Although I may have picked up a few key phrases, and definitely some amazing guides, I am a stranger in a miserably strange land. I didn’t ask to come here. I fought tooth and nail to avoid landing here and am here against my will. I am absolutely flabbergasted that I’ve survived this far.
The hubs and I loved to travel together. I like to think he’s still with me as I try to get through the next 91 days.