11/01/2021
Ten years ago today, I took this photo while spending my 40th birthday wandering the streets of Paris in freezing rain. The trip was a last minute solo whim; honestly, I didn’t want to acknowledge THAT particular birthday at all, so getting out of town seemed called for and suitably moody Parisian beauty was just the ticket. I’d never have guessed then that my 40s would the best decade of my life, not only because of the incredible travels (of most interest to my followers here!), but because I met and married the love of my life and then, just under the wire at the grandfatherly age of 49, had a gorgeous daughter (who singlehandedly offset much of the general terrible-ness of 2020). I’d love to be wandering Paris with the family now— a year ago, I wouldn’t imagine spending this day in Philadelphia—but hunkering down with them still feels pretty great.