Everything we have been taught about Iran is wrong

For the record we are not Iranian experts. We are interested in the country and have done a bunch of reading, of both historical and current events, and are also going off what Iranians told us while we were traveling. We have tried to double check facts and be as accurate as possible but it takes a lot of time to truly know a culture.

A quick comment also on the politics of US-Iranian relations. There is plenty of blame on both sides. The Iranian government is one of the most repressive out there. Dissent is dealt with harshly. People have been arrested, tortured, and/or disappeared over the years. John's Dad had friends in the Iranian Air Force executed by firing squad after the Revolution.  Support of the militias in Iraq during the war led to 100s of American soldiers being killed and wounded. Many Americans are still angry about the embassy hostage crisis in 1979 and still feel that no one ever paid for that insult. From the Iranian perspective the British and Americans have been committing crimes against their country for over 100 years now. In 1906 the Iranians passed a constitution creating an electoral legislature but this government was overthrown violently by the British and Russians in a deal to control the countries resources which led to Iran being given only 16% of the profits from its own oil. Again in 1953, when the democratically elected prime minister tried to nationalize Iran's oil the government was overthrown in a joint CIA/MI6 operation. While everyone complains about the Russians hacking of the recent election they forget that the US has a long history of just outright overthrowing governments it doesn't like. What we were to find in Iran is that the people did not hold the actions of our government against us. They realized that for both the Iranian and American populace that the governments do things that the people do not support. We have felt a similar sentiment in many of the other places we have traveled to. We were told many times “You are not your government and we are not our government.”

Our trip was a combination of ski mountaineering and cultural tour which made our experience wider than if we had just gone sightseeing. However, it also made the trip more logistically challenging. The first and maybe hardest part about going on a trip to Iran is getting permission, especially in these times of travel bans and increasing tension between the governments. The visa application process took the better part of two months. We had to fill out forms with our flight information, who we were going to meet, where we were going to stay, and what countries we had already traveled to. We had to send a resume where they could look at our past work experience. We think that they may have examined our online presence (Google, social media, etc).  If you have been a journalist, military, or worked for the government then your chances of getting a visa are much lower. The paperwork initially gets sent to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Tehran who then sends you a Visa Authorization Number if you qualify. Once this number is obtained you send your passport to the Pakistani Embassy since the US and Iran do not have diplomatic relations. Our passports were on a desk there when the first Trump travel ban came out. Iran decided that with the ban that they would play the same game and not issue any visas to Americans while the Iranians were banned. They did take the higher road and said that they would honor the visas that had already been issued. We beat the ban by about 2 days. Even in “normal” times only 1000 to 1500 Americans go to Iran which averages out to 3 or 4 Americans being in the country on any given day. We realized that with all the political drama going on that we might be the only Americans in the country since we were told about multiple Americans being stopped at the border while we were there. We still are not sure how we got in. The other hoop that Americans (and British and Canadians) have to jump through is that they have to have a special “ABC” certified guide with them at all times. No independent travel is allowed for these 3 nationalities. Since we wanted to climb and ski the highest mountain in Iran (and the highest volcano in Asia) it meant that we had to find an ABC guide who was capable of doing the mountain with us. We had also been warned that the dates we would be there would fall during Nowruz (Persian New Year) which meant that it would be very busy and many of the hotels would be booked up. We emailed 5 different tour companies and went with Iran Doostan Tours who told us that it would not be a problem for them to arrange this. They were not the cheapest company (or the most expensive) but they were always very prompt with their email replies, confident that they could make all the pieces of our trip work including getting the visas, and had the most detailed itinerary of any of the companies we contacted. We were very pleased with them as our trip went flawlessly.

Before we left we had declared that we really would not believe that this trip was happening until we cleared customs in Tehran. We nervously stood in the line for foreigners and presented our passports when it was our turn. There was an extra form that the customs official had to fill out and he needed help figuring out what information was needed. We were taken to a side desk to fill this out. One of the questions that needed answered was what hotel we were staying at. Without Wi-Fi we could not pull up that email so we were not able to answer that question. We were also supposed to be fingerprinted which is a tit for tat rule because the American government makes Iranians be fingerprinted. The customs guys were really friendly and seemed to want to just talk and practice their English. We were asked if we were married, asked about our families, and as many places in the world we have traveled seemed disappointed that we did not have children. “It is not too late, it is not too late” we were told. After chatting for 10 minutes they decided that they couldn't find the ink to fingerprint us and did not need the other information. We were stamped and waved through with a hearty “Welcome to Iran”. A good first impression.

On the other side of baggage claim we met our first guide. “Mountain Amir” turned out to be one of the top Iranian rock climbers in the country with several difficult big wall first ascents to his credit.

'Mountain' Amir

His English wasn't great but was good enough to understand each other, especially when he used the Google translate feature on his phone when difficult words came up. We spent the first 2 days skiing Dizin which is the biggest ski resort in Iran. Americans have been surprised to learn that Iran has over 20 ski areas, though most are tiny. We had talked about also skiing Shemshak but were told that the lift there was broken. Iran has not been able to import any new lifts since the Revolution in 1979. The gondolas at Dizin were the tiniest ones we had ever been in. They open and closed like a clamshell and though never tested, we were not sure they fully closed. The first time we got on we discovered something about skiing in the 70s. Back then skis were narrow. John's skis wouldn't fit in the rack at all and Kathleen had to put her skis in separate slots. John had to take his in the gondola and they would stick out the roof. The first time we got on a chairlift we also were reminded that there was no such thing as a detachable chairlift back then. John learned the hard way when the chair came crashing into the back of his calf at full speed causing a wicked charley horse. Once we figured out the lifts we had a great time skiing. There was fresh snow and unlike any of the resorts in the US that get skied out within hours there was fresh tracks to be had all day. The base of the mountain is at 9000' with the top of the lifts being around 12,000'. It was a good place to start acclimating for Damavand.

Dizin Ski Area                                    

View from top of Dizin                      

To get to Damavand we took the scenic route on the north side of the Alborz Mountains so that we could drive through the forests there and stick our toes into the Caspian Sea.

Stormy Caspian Sea                            

Damavand holds a special place in the hearts and mythology of the region. In the Zoastorian religion (the pre-Islamic religion) there was a 3-headed dragon chained within the mountain. In later legends the monster was changed to an evil Arab tyrant named Zahhak who was locked in the mountain after being defeated. It is not a technical mountain but the weather there can be fierce and we were told on a bad year up to 20 people have died. We had 4 days to attempt the mountain. 2 to get up, 1 to get down, with an extra day in case of bad weather.

First glimpse of Damavand from Dizin

The weather was the nicest on our first day though the upper mountain was covered by a lenticular cloud which signified high winds. The sun was shining on the lower mountain but as we climbed higher we moved up into the lenticular cloud and the wind became pretty fierce.

Initial hike from road                           

Halfway up to the shelter at 14,000' we passed the Saheb al Zaman Mosque. Having a gold domed mosque appear out of the mist and blowing snow on the side of a big mountain was a unique sight.

Saheb al Zaman Mosque                    

                 

There was a shack next to it that provided some shelter from the wind so that we could eat lunch. From there up to the Bargah Shelter the conditions became worse and worse. At the very end we were starting to get cold and it was going to be dark soon. According to John's altimeter we were a few hundred feet above where the shelter was reported and started to wonder if we had overshot but Amir knew exactly where we were going and led us straight to the shelter.

Skinning around 12,000'                   

             

The first couple of days there was no one around besides a couple of Frenchmen and 2 Spaniards so we were able to hang out in the kitchen with the other guides and the two Afghani caretakers. It was -7C in the hut but the kitchen was warm if you didn't mind a little bit of gas fumes. The caretakers where part of a large Afghani refuge population in Iran that does a lot of the jobs that no one else would do. These guys worked 14 days on, 1 day off and had a 2 year contract to be there. It was while hanging out around the heater in the kitchen that the Afghanis told us that things were better in their country when the Americans were there and that they wished we would come back. In that same conversation we had the Iranians tell us that the same thing applied to Iraq. We never expected an Iranian to tell us that things were better when the American military was on their border. We spent the next 2 days making attempts at the summit. The first attempt was our best shot. We made it to just above 15,000' when the snow conditions became much icier and the wind picked up. Going any further would have been dangerous so we turned around there. No one else got that high while we were up there except for the 2 French who got about 500' higher and an intense Iranian who soloed up the ridge in crampons (everyone else was on skis) and summited. He was the only one to get to the top over a 3 week period. The second day had even crazier wind so we just skied runs above the hut in whiteout ground blizzard conditions. This was all the time we had so on the 4^th day we had to ski down. This ended up being an excellent run. The storm had left 6 inches of fresh snow so we were able to ski from the hut all the way back to the road with only a few 100 meter sections where we took skis off to get across rocks. While not summiting was a disappointment we had a great time skiing and meeting people. Sporty mountain people are the same inside no matter what country they are from.

Sunrise over the Alborz Mountains    

Skiing runs on Damavand                   

Descending from Bargah Shelter        

The second week was our cultural tour. We thought it was going to be about seeing the sights and history of Iran. It ended up being all about the people of Iran. There are a ton of places and things to see. It really would take a month to do the country justice so we had to pick out some of the highlights. We ended up visiting Shiraz, Persepolis, Isfahan, Abyaneh, the desert around Matinabad, Kashan, Qom, and Tehran. We initially flew from Tehran to Shiraz where we met our guide, also named Amir.

'Cultural' Amir (and friends)             

Alborz Mountains on edge of Tehran

Before the flight left Tehran the flight crew found out there were Americans aboard and came back to introduce themselves. They hoped that we were finding that the perception and reality of Iran were not the same and asked if we would like to have our seats upgraded. We were enjoying the conversation we were having with a women next to us and since the flight was only an hour we were fine where we were. The woman was a tour guide for a group of French and someday hoped to get her ABC certification. When we asked her where she had learned such good English she replied “From watching episodes of 'Friends' and 'How I Met Your Mother'.” It turns out that despite being banned there are 10 million satellite dishes reaching 70% of households in the country. A lot of Iranians watch Western TV so they know what the West thinks of them and are well informed on what is going on in the world. 'Cultural Amir' spoke excellent English and turned out to be somewhat of an Iranian Renaissance man. He knew a lot about all sorts of topics. He was well versed in the history and places we were going to see but he also knew a lot about technology, cars, politics, poetry, and many other topics that came up. There is a Persian proverb for just about every situation and he would recite them to us all the time and then explain what they meant. He reminded us of Kathleen's dad in many ways. It was awesome having a translator since many people would approach us with questions. Many Iranians spoke English but it was helpful to talk to those that did not or only spoke limited English. Tourists are a rare sight and many people have never had the chance to talk to an American. We would be approached by 30 to 40 people a day wondering where we were from. Over the course of the two weeks we were there we talked to over 500 Iranians and had 100% positive interactions. All of them were friendly and welcoming us with their hand over their hearts and a short bow. This even included all the “men with beards” we talked to which was the Iranian term for religious people. There were several men who could not shake Kathleen's hand since they could not touch a woman but they also were welcoming to her. While exploring the mosques, bazaars, ancient archeological sites, restaurants, and streets of the different cities it was the interactions with the people that stand out the most. There was a young girl that approached Kathleen in the bazaar and wanted to become Instagram friends. There was several times when there would be a long line for the bathroom (since it was Nowruz) and the woman would literally pull and push Kathleen to the front of the line. A flute salesman in the Kashan bazaar rummaged through his sheet music to find the way to play “The Star Spangled Banner” and then since he had never played it before wanted our contact information so that he could practice and send us a video once he could play it better.

Kashan Flute Player                           

Also in Kashan while exploring the Fin Gardens we were approached by a radio station that was broadcasting from there that wanted to interview the American tourists. We were asked how we were finding Iran, what foods had we tried, what sites had we seen in Kashan and what did we think of the city, and did we know any words in Farsi. While being interviewed there were another 50 people videotaping us on their cell phones. There was another time when a man pretended to interview John with an imaginary microphone while his wife videotaped it. Nowruz meant that all the Iranians were traveling to see their own country so we were able to meet people from every corner of the nation, not just the tourist cities we were in. Nowruz also meant that there was a lot of other stuff going on that wouldn't have been otherwise. We were able to see multiple traditional bands, a dance troupe, a puppet show, and comedian acts.

Traditional Iranian music                  

Traditional Iranian dance troupe       

Nowruz puppet show                       

Reenactor from Qajar Dynasty              

Despite being warned not to travel at that time it actually ended up being a great time to travel though the tourist sites were full of people. It was rare that we would see another Westerner. Foreign tourism has only been going on for the last 5 years. Currently about 5 million tourists go there a year and the Iranian government's goal is to increase that to 20 million by 2025. By comparison, 80 million tourists visit Turkey a year.

Nasir-al-Molk (Pink) Mosque - Shiraz             

Inside of Nasir-al Molk (Pink) Mosque           

Arg-e Karin Khan Zand Citadel -Shiraz           

Ali ibn Hamzeh Shrine                                     

Maydan-e Imam Square - Isfahan                    

Masjed-e Imam Mosque - Isfahan                   

Maydan-e Imam Square - Isfahan                   

Masjed-e Imam Mosque - Isfahan                  

Abyaneh - inhabited for 2500 years               

Old citadel above Abyaneh                            

Masoumeh Holy Shrine - Qom                      

Masoumeh Holy Shrine - where Ayatollah Khomeini got his start 

Iran felt very safe to us. It is a police state and crime is dealt with very harshly. The biggest crime problem in Iran is the transit of drugs from Afghanistan on the way to Europe. Iran is still sanctioned from international banking so credit cards and ATMs do not work there. Travelers have to bring cash to cover their expenses so pickpocketing/bag snatching is the biggest risk but even that seemed unlikely. The most dangerous part of Iran is without a doubt the roads. The country is like a giant game of chicken. Whoever can get the nose of their car in front of the other is the winner. Lanes and traffic lights mean nothing and we often wondered why they even bother wasting the paint on the road. This leads to over 20,000 traffic deaths a year though recently there have been speed cameras placed everywhere which has helped lower the death toll. When crossing the street it is recommended to cross at the same time as a local and let them be on the upstream side of the cars. Even following that recommendation we still felt like shouting “I'm alive!” when we reached the other side.

Speed camera warning                          

Typical traffic scene                              

                   

We met no anti-American sentiment. In fact we were told that recently to get people to protest against America the government has to make its workers go out and protest to keep their jobs. This year during the anniversary of the Revolution there was a large amount of push back. This was right after the travel ban. The Iranians had seen on TV that there were millions of Americans protesting against the travel ban and felt that chanting “Death to America” was rude to all the people that were supporting them.

The typical sentiment we found          

The landscape is diverse and breath taking at times. The food (it felt like a cross between Turkish and Indian to us) was delicious and healthy.

Vakil Bazaar - Shiraz                          

Vakil Bazaar - Shiraz                          

Spices in Vakil Bazaar - Shiraz       

More choices in Kashan Bazaar         

Kashan Bazaar                                    

Copper shop - Kashan Bazar               

The pre-history period there goes back to 7000 BCE and the written history goes back to 3000 BCE. It is one of the original civilizations so the layers of history up to the present are mind boggling.

Persepolis - Gate of All Lands         

Persepolis - 515 BCE to 330 BCE    

Persepolis - Persian lion conquers all

It is culturally diverse with many people being surprised that Christians and Jews are protected by their Constitution and guaranteed seats in the Parliament. It is a modern and sophisticated society.

All Saviors (Vank) Cathedral           

Charity is a big part of their culture. All over the country (even in remote places on the side of the road) one sees metal charity boxes where people contribute money for orphans and the poor. It made us shake our head knowing that in the US many of those boxes would have been busted open and robbed.

Charity Box                                     

The landscape, food, history, and culture were all fascinating but it was hands down the one on one interaction with the people that made this trip so special. The first few days we were nervous about saying we were American but by the end of the trip we were proud to admit it. People went out of their way to be nice to us and to show that the true Iran had nothing to do with the hyperbole that is seen on TV. Their greatest wish was that we would come back to the USA and tell people what it is really like there. If you are able to go we highly recommend seeing Iran for yourself. It truly is one of the most special places we have ever traveled to.

Who doesn't love baby camels?        

The South American Un-plan

6 months at home.  Africa was the beginning of the summer but it seems like years ago.  One of the standout experiences of our trip was living and working in Malawi.  Making friends and being part of a community but a community that was nothing like anything we had ever been a part of.  Then we came home.

     For John the transition back to “normal” life in the states was quicker and easier then it was for Kathleen.  John enjoyed the ease of life in the United States.  Grocery stores overflowing with not just any type of food or vegetable that we would want but multiple choices.  Instead of 3 types of breakfast cereal there would be 3 different types of one kind.  We had not driven in years and suddenly we had cars and the ability to drive around and out of town whenever we wanted.  Electricity was available 24 hours a day.  Clean drinkable water was available out of a tap.  It may have been because of the ease of all of these things that Kathleen had a harder transition back.  Realizing that most of the world does not have the abundance and luxury that America and Europe have bothered her more.  Even harder to understand was how this abundance is just taken for granted here.  Yes, there is hunger and homelessness but in Malawi most of the children we saw had stunted growth from malnutrition.  Protein is not a usual part of their diet.  The main source of nutrition is corn porridge (similar to grits) with a little bit of vegetables mixed in.  Meat is too expensive for most of the people.  Clean water means walking to a town pump to fill jugs.  The difference between “poor” Americans and “normal” sub-Saharan Africans is still a big jump.  This transition back to an American/Western lifestyle took Kathleen longer to adjust back to.

     Then we were back for 6 months.  During that time John worked as an Emergency Veterinarian as much as possible to save up for the next chapter of World Tour.  Kathleen started working as a gear representative for a hydration pack company called Ultraspire where she is also one of their sponsored athletes.  She started reconnecting with friends and trail running a lot.  After a summer and fall of incredible runs and adventures Kathleen felt like she was finally getting back into solid running shape with a group of friends that wanted to run on a regular basis.  6 months was enough time for her to just be getting back into a comfortable routine.  John on the other hand was back in his work routine and missing the days of being a nomad.  Some months he was working more than full time.  During the summer it was fun being back but once the grey, dark, and wet returned to Seattle he was ready to leave.  

     Whatever head space we are in at some level does not matter because we are about to launch into the South America leg of our World Tour.  We fly to Santiago, Chile on 9 January and will be in South America for 6 months.  As usual, we have a rough idea of what we want to do but no definitive plans. Besides the plane ticket there is no set itinerary.  The plan is to initially go and make an attempt on Aconcagua, the highest mountain in the Western and Southern Hemispheres.  John summited this mountain in 2001 and Kathleen wants to make an attempt.  We then plan on going to El Chalten to do trail running, trekking, and climbing in the area around Fitz Roy and Cerro Torre.  All these mountains are in Argentina where the peso just collapsed 40% in the last few days making everything on sale if you have American dollars.  We plan on being at the foot of Fitz Roy on 14 February to have a memorial service for our friend Chad Kellogg who tragically died descending that mountain two years ago.  Then it is off to Tierra del Fuego at the southern tip of South America.  We plan on swinging around into Chile (probably early March at this point) to explore Torres del Paine and do some more trekking.  Eventually we will make our way north through the Chilean Archipelago to the Atacama Desert (the driest place on Earth) and then to the salt flats of Bolivia.  Continuing on to Peru we plan to see Machu Pichu (this will be a repeat for Kathleen), hike in the Cordillera Blanca Mountains, and hopefully do some volunteer veterinary work.  Then to Ecuador to climb Chimborozo.  The summit of this mountain is the closest to the sun a person can get while attached to the planet.  The Earth bulges at the equator so this mountain sticks out into space more than any other spot including Mount Everest.  Lastly, we plan on being in Columbia to meet our friend Amanda McNabb and do some bike touring.  We will be back by July 1 as John's hospital had an opening that needed filled.  6 months to explore another corner of the world together which should be just enough time for us to just have readjusted to being on the road again.  Then we will have to readjust back to the US again. 

     We have been fortunate to have been supported on our World Tour by a few sponsors and that continues.  GU Energy Labs gave us a huge amount of gels and chomps that we continue to use on our adventures.  Ultraspire gave us new Epic Fastpacks to use as our day packs and even hired Kathleen as an employee this summer.  Seven Hills Running Shop has continued to help us out over the summer since we tend to burn through running shoes pretty quickly.  Lastly we are psyched to announce that Vasque footwear contacted us this summer and asked if we could be Adventure Travel Ambassadors for them.  Since we already used their products it was a natural fit so now we have new boots and running shoes from them.

     Stay tuned to the blog and Facebook for the continued travels of the FidEgans and Knucklehead Adventure Tours.

Culture Shock can be a good thing

Culture shock!?!? Everyone keeps asking us and wondering about the level of culture shock we are having. Two years of being in some very foreign countries the expectation is that we would be having issues about being back. Lots of people seem to like using our return as an excuse to rag on the US reminding us of the things we dislike – the commercialism, consumerism, materialism, shallowness of TV and news programming, racism, etc (lots of -isms). While at some level these things are a part of the American culture but despite that our culture shock has been surprisingly small.

We have been living in some rough conditions for so long that at this point we are mostly just enjoying the ease of being back and living in the United States. We have nice houses that we are staying at (visiting family) with comfortable beds. The electricity is always on and our plugs work without needing an adapter or series of adapters. When we take a shower we don't have to first check that there is hot water (or that the water is running at all).

We like that we don't have to think about food or water. Ice water at a restaurant or out of the tap can be guzzled without fear. Grocery stores are like giant playgrounds. In Malawi we would have to go to three different stores and the local farmers vegetable market to get all of our food supplies for the week. In SE Asia there were mostly only 7-11 type mini-marts and most people would go out to eat since it was so cheap. Even in Europe the grocery stores tended to be smaller with not as much of a selection. We are finding going into an American supermarket is a dangerous proposition. Things we had forgotten about or haven't had access to are rapidly piled into the cart. The quantity and variety of foods are amazing after you haven't seen it for a couple of years. It does seem ridiculous at times – does there really need to be 3 or 4 different varieties of Fruit Loops? At the same time we are not complaining about all the new flavor of chocolate that exist now that we have never seen. On top of the incredible selection we are also blown away by the prices. Everything is so cheap compared to where we have been with the exception of alcohol. Africa was surprisingly expensive which is why in Malawi most people only eat Nsima (corn porridge) and local vegetables that they can grow. Even with the favorable exchange rate Europe was still pricey. Only in SE Asia was food cheaper.

When we go to restaurants we are still getting used to the size of the portions here again. In Thailand we would order 3 entrees each (for a total of $3 to $6) in order to get enough to eat. Here one serving could last for 3 meals. In restaurants, like the grocery store, the variety and selection is at times overwhelming. In most of the world you get what you get. In Vietnam there were some times when we had no idea of what we were ordering and just hoped that there would not be a beak or foot involved when it showed up on the table. Here they ask you if you want corn, flour, or gluten free tortillas. You can have chicken, beef, pork, sirloin, barbacoa, or tofu. Do you want Coke, Diet Coke, Coke Zero, or Cherry Coke? It's crazy at times!

Another big difference about being back is traffic. In the US for the most part everyone drives in an orderly manner and tends to follow the rules. In Germany you didn't go in the left lane of the Autobahn if there was a car within ½ mile of you because they were going well over 100mph and would be on top of you within seconds. In other parts of the world traffic lights are more like recommendations and a two lane road easily becomes 3 or 4 lanes if people want to pass. We are still getting used to driving on the right side of the road. Most of the countries we drove in (except Germany) drive on the left side. We still find ourselves trying to get into the wrong side of the car. A pleasant bonus of being back is that gas is dirt cheap. The price of gas in the USA is 50% to 75% cheaper then the other places we were. Most of the world pays between $6 and $10 a gallon. As pedestrians we have noticed that you can walk out into a crosswalk and expect the cars to stop. No guarantees but that is the expectation. Anywhere else in the world and you would be run down. Many people ride bikes around the world. In many countries that is the only transportation they can afford but even in Europe everyone rides their bike around town. In the US almost everyone wears a helmet. In Europe almost nobody wears one.

A few nights ago at dinner we were talking about schools. In Malawi when we visited a classroom there would be 150 kids in the room with no electricity or desks. They sit on the floor crammed side to side. When we would enter the class they would all stand up and in unison say “Hello Viz-E-Tor! Welcome Viz-E-Tor! How are you Viz-E-Tor?” My brother Tom laughed at this and said that in the US we teach our kids in school STRANGER DANGER!!!! In the US we definitely don't see 5 year old girls taking care of the newborn baby with no adults in sight like we would in Africa, Nepal, and SE Asia.

Being back in America the biggest difference we are seeing boils down to convenience. Life here is easier then the other parts of the world we have seen. Things are available, abundant, and cheap. It is a reminder of how lucky we scored on the birth lottery ticket to have been born where we were which has given us the life opportunities we have had. At this point I would say that I am having less of a culture shock and more of a Give Thanks reminder. We have a lot to be Thankful for. By going away it has really given me a better perspective on how good a life we have here.