To my parents who taught me how to appreciate a good adventure,
When I was a little girl, you brought me here and there; place after place. You took me hiking in National Parks, and snorkeling off the coast of Mexico. You took me to Las Vegas in the heat of summer, and and the boardwalk of Ocean City, Maryland. You took me paragliding in California, and tubing through the jungle of Belize. You took me to the black sand beaches of Hawaii, and horseback riding through the desert of Utah. Perhaps it is not so strange that now, as an adult, I’ve found comfort in adventure and the exploration of new places.