This should have been the first entry. I was lazy and sent it as a group email, so you have probably already read it. It's here anyway.

I know I said I would stop and you could just check
the webpage, but I'm lazy, and this is easier. So,
it's been a long while since anyone has really heard
from me. I'm in Paris, with Doc. I've been traveling
around as his assistant for nearly eight weeks. I
don't know. It's strange I suppose. I mean, I really
love him. And being with him has pushed and pulled me
in wonderful ways. He's helped me along my life path
some more, or at least pointed me in a
direction...even if I'm blind folded and bound by
leather ropes! But at the same time, I guess I feel
like wandering around Europe is something that I don't
want to be doing anymore. I will say goodbye to him on
Tuesday. And I think he feels okay about saying
goodbye to me. He will welcome returning to his
independent life in San Diego, and not having to put
up with my smart ass attitude daily. And though he is
concerned for my safety, he knows at least I am in
pursuit of something, or somewhere. And that's
certainly deserves praise in my case!

I will write in my journal on Tuesday when I board the
first train these words: "I am beginning the greatest
adventure yet." Without going through all the details,
I'm taking a train from Paris to Budapest, on to
Bucharest, and then to Sofia. Visiting some old family
friends there before heading to Istanbul. Istanbul to
Damascus, and on to Amman--hopefully! Ending up in
Jerusalem is the goal. Who knows at this point. (Yes,
I know these are not complete sentences.) I'll do just
under two months back in Palestine, with some extra
traveling to new places before heading to Cairo via
Petra in Jordan and Luxor. From Cairo I fly to the
Philippines, Philippines to Guam, Guam to the Marshall
Islands. So basically starting on Tuesday and all the
way through the middle of January you should put me on
every prayer list you can! Yes people, I'm smiling
right now. I know it's a complicated journey to my
parents in the Marshalls, but I have some special
family in Palestine that I must see first. And could
you really imagine anything less from me! The world is
such a large place, and for me it is nearly completely
undiscovered. So I am off and running. Let's just hope
I don't run into any walls--probably literally just as
much as metaphorically knowing me.

And something very important: a woman very dear to my
heart has been battling through illness. If the power
of prayer is power at all, pray to whomever you do
that she and her partner may have the strength to
fight this battle. And if you are like me, hope it
silently. For she is a dear, beautiful creature.