WASHINGTON — I did it. I quit my job to go traveling.
A month ago, I worked my last day at Facebook and started a new jobless adventure in my Motorhome – I call her Beast because she is huge (for me). I love her dearly, as do my 2 cats and dog who are along for the ride.
Today I’m 1800 miles away in the Canadian Rockies, nestled between trees in a cozy campground with a beer in my hand (actually it’s a Shandy) and very few cares in the World.
One cat, Java, is laying on my lap, allowing just enough room for my laptop to rest above him.
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