We are home! Sadly, this entry will be our last... but we have loved having each of you along on our journey! Read on for a synopsis of our 101 day adventure.

We had a brief stop in a very snowy and beautiful Amsterdam, where we visited the emotionally-scathing Anne Frank House, and had one more trip to an Amsterdam Koffeehouse. We stayed in a very lovely hotel right in the center of town, Hotel Estherea, which was decked to the nines for Christmas. Highly recommended.

Then, just like that, after 100 days of discovery and adventure, it was time to head home. Alas, it took a bit longer than we hoped for, as the snow storm I mentioned was the kind they only see once-in-ten-years. The airport was a chaotic disaster, but we did have the pleasure of meeting Avia, a fellow traveler, who was traveling from Israel, her home, to Costa Rica for a beach holiday. We were all trapped together, in hell, with countless other souls. Twenty-four hours later, we boarded a plane for Detroit. Unfortunately, it was also snowing hard in Detroit. Thus, on our Detroit to Denver flight, we had the pleasure of sitting on the tarmac for about six hours. Steve and I were separated on this flight, and I was seated next to a Denver radio reporter who ended up doing a story on the flight delay. Sure enough, I was on the radio the next morning. (I would not have known this, but several friends heard me:) So after many de-ices and laps around the airport, our plane took off.

And now we are home in Denver, reunited with Otis and our wonderful friends. This time of year is perfect for celebration and reflection, and as such, we thought we would share some thoughts with you.

Is the undocumented life really worth living?

This is something I have given a fair amount of thought to. We, as a culture, are preoccupied with documenting, which certainly has value. However, in the era of selfies and oversharing, it seems that documentation has taken on a life of its own. For example, I was actually unable to look at a piece of art, in a mostly-empty museum in Rome, while a young woman, completely unaware of my presence, tried repeatedly to get the best view of herself in front of the sculpture with her selfie stick. Is it more important to look at the art, or be seen in front of it?

My take is that the undocumented life has tremendous value. To be present in a particular moment, you, with some exceptions, are not thinking about how to document it. Largely, I believe, we have forgotten how to be alive in that never to be repeated, "flash in time".

However, I confess, I struggle to bridge the two worlds. I like to take pictures in front of important works of art, 2000 year-old buildings, or majestic mountains. It's my way of saying...I was here! Is that what we are all doing, trying to connect to something bigger than ourselves? I don't know, but I do enjoy thinking about it.

So, with all that waxing, I offer you....

OUR TRIP, BY THE NUMBERS !

# Cities, Towns & Villages Visited = 45

# Countries Visited = 9 (not counting Bosnia or Slovakia whcih we passed through on a bus)

# Miles Walked = 544 (roughly 20 marathons)

# Flights Climbed = 2,499 (like climbing the Empire State Building 24 times)

# Steps Taken on our 101 Days = 1,346,201

# Photos Taken = Approx. 5,000 (Steve = 2200, Kimberly = 2800)

# Glasses of Wine Consumed = Hmmmmm

# Pasta Dishes Eaten= "Too Many to Count"

# Arguments = 2 (Not too bad)

# Trains Taken = 29

# Buses (long distance only) = 5 (total 1200 miles)

# Rides in a Tuk-tuk = 4

If you have any requests for statistics, let us know! Again, thanks for following along with us....

And that's a wrap...

Our take: Never stop travelling. Travel to see beauty, travel for history, travel for the people, the food, or the wine. Travel to find yourself, or somone else. Travel to remind yourself that you are not the only human race in the world. Travel to connect to something bigger than yourself...but don't stop, even when the road is filled with bumps. Much love, Kimberly and Steve