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Celebrating a birthday and eating a birthday cake are synonymous in my mind. Since we happened to be in the northern corner of Sumatra for my birthday this year, I figured that the chance of getting a proper birthday cake was close to nil.
Well, chalk one up for the hussie. He found a cake for me, complete with candles, a Batak band to serenade me and a restaurant full of people to sing to me. It was a magical night.
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You know the saying, “to fly by the seat of your pants?” Well, that's been our philosophy for most of our adult lives – before and after meeting, falling in love and marrying. We're now taking that idea on an extended round-the-world trip. Follow us as we share the good, the bad and the downright nasty of life on the road.
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