Sometimes when I travel I find that it feels like one big dream. You go there and it almost feels like your not there. You see The cliffs of Moher and you go hmmm this is not them i'm not really here..., But every once in a while you have the "moment." When it hit's you, that you are thousands of miles from your home and seeing something completely foreign and something you've dreamed about forever. I remember my bus driving down the champs elysee (frenchies help me out with the spelling!). I was sitting in the front seat and i saw the arc de triompe at the end (the sun was setting)..I had chills go thru my body and couldn't believe that i was in friggin paris staring at such a beautiful structure. It was my moment. I had other moments standing in the roman coliseum and riding the tube in london watching "row houses" pass me by...aaah i love them . The greatest thing is that you will never forget them! 
where was your moment?
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I have been to: Myanmar, Laos, Cambodia, Thailand, Vietnam, Singapore, New Zealand , Australia, Fiji, Costa Rica, United States, England, Ireland, Wales, Northern Ireland, Scotland , France, Italy, Switzerland, Germany, Austria, Vatican, Guatemala, Belize, Honduras, Nicaragua, El Salvador, Panama, Colombia, Mexico, India, Nepal.
Where to Next? Iceland!
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