It was just while we were preparing for Ecuador in December that it started seeming possible, even likely, that our Big Trip would happen. Even in the excitement of Quito, Dwayne and I would sometimes look at each other and mouth “six weeks”—the subtext being “we’ll need to panic soon”.
I took that to heart and spent all of 2022 thus far in a tizzy, making to-do lists of all the to-do lists I needed to make. Finally, it accumulated in this last weekend as we began packing,

And this morning, this,

Four months packed in five carry-ons, wrapped up in a decade of dreams and schemes. Let’s see where it leads, shall we?
