So begins the greatest adventure of our lives, and already some memories have made their mark. From walking 10,000 steps a piece in a couple chaotic airports, to surviving more round-a-bouts in the first 20 mile drive than any of us have experienced in our lives, to that suspiciously sketchy, but surprisingly scrumptious airplane brownie, to forcing our bodies to operate for 30 hours straight without a wink of sleep, it has already proved to be a straining experience, but that was all wiped away from the views of mountain peaks poking through the clouds, the 65 degree warm breeze in January, and the time spent learning new things with family. I can't wait to see what the coming months bring. -Collin

And we didn't lose a kid in any of those chaotic airports! So I think the trip is going splendidly thus far, because the three youngest tend to look around with eyes like saucers and forget to follow Dad... but to be honest, I did the same thing a time or two during the past 30 hours. We made it to Malaga, Spain around 3pm our time, and Mom and Dad got to brush up on their stick-shift driving skills as we drove to our villa outside a small town in Southern Spain. It definitely wasn't terrifying at all... *forced laugh* -Grace

Here are a few pics:

Clare and Aaron got a bit of beauty sleep while we waited to get the rental cars at the Malaga airport.

We're feeling pretty done with airports in this pic; this was in Malaga.

We found a restaurant named after Paul in Paris!