Yeah, it stinks. I was realizing today that my feet are really going south. I have to work on them but I hate doing it. It's like a Victorian torture scenario. You Tube shows all kinds of success but it always starts by saying it will hurt more than usual. By that they mean agony for days and weeks on end.

The Rx I used to take almost killed me a few times over the years and people die from them constantly in my groups so I'm not going back. We often get the notification of someone going to the hospital for infection and a day later they are dead. I am extremely fortunate to have survived my time on those drugs.

I've got stress out the wazoo recently and that is a no-no second only to bad food. My work tagline is "Be sure to fitinfun no matter what" for a reason.

Interesting you decided not to go for the passport. So many people push the idea in my Ecuador groups for a variety of reasons. I will pay more attention, but it's a big fiesta over there when someone succeeds in jumping through the hoops. Very few anticipate ever returning to where they came from unless they turn around and leave quickly. And you are the only one I know who is setting off for parts unknown after being there for a long time. Good on you.

Backpack or not, I need to offload some garbage possessions out of my life! I have so much stuff for someone rootless. I have no idea how this happens.