I don’t think I’ve ever seen my dad as terrified as he was when I told him my plans to backpack Central America…alone.
“What’s wrong? Is something going on in your life? Why do you feel the need to do this?”, were his immediate questions.
Once I was able to convince him I wasn’t on drugs nor was I going through a 30 year life crisis, he calmed down a bit. After all, he knew he had no choice as I wasn’t asking for permission.Read more