By the middle of our second year it was down to us and two other teams.

Five continents, sixty-odd cities and countless towns, villages, hamlets and burgs.

Every step another piece in the puzzle, every discovery a link in the chain.

The journey changed us. Who we thought we were.

It’s hard to explain.

When we’d set out, we had concrete ideas.

How each of us fit into the world.

How we fitted one another.

When we started it seemed simple but not easy.

Now it is the other way around.

We keep going because onward is the only direction.


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