Somewhere in my bag I must have a hidden rabbit foot, or four leaf clover stuck in my shoe because I’ve had a lot of good luck while on the road.  I’ve been traveling for over a year and a half now and have had some insanely good fortune, somehow avoiding most of the typical annoyances of travel: food poisoning, missed flights, and stolen wallets.  I’m actually nervous to write about how fortunate I’ve been so I’m knocking wood with my left hand as I hen peck the keyboard with the right to avoid any karmic backlash. That being said, for the countless amount of good things that have happened…