A long time ago, on my first trip I traveled to countries where people speak English, a language I understand. Did I make this choice out of convenience? No, I think it was the fear of the unknown – though I would not have admitted that at the time. My world was small, and leaving it was a big deal.
I had no idea how much this journey would change me. At the time I began taking pictures, and so there is photographic evidence.
This is what the world looked like during ‘my wonder years’.