International man of action

As these things usually happen, the day Glen offered me the trip to Germany, I dug out my passport only to find that it had expired last May.

I seem to get about one trip per passport. In 1993, I got my first passport so that I could go to Japan.

I renewed it in 2003 -- and the next time I needed it was 2006, when Jeanne, Sarah and I went to Italy.

So, here we go, one more new passport for one more trip overseas.

Nicely enough, the renewal process was easy, despite the document being a couple of months expired. My new passport arrived today, and I'm officially good to go.

And, at this rate, my next overseas trip will be in 2023 or so.