A history of travel in Oregon: Part Two – Oregon Trail, Mount Hood and the Barlow Road

With the arrival of COVID-19, Together Anywhere is asking, what can we learn from history regarding the transience of our humanity and the way we move about space? What are the benefits of our travel? What are the consequences? How might these answers inform us of where we need to go next? In our last post, we explored the beginnings of travel from Native American trails to the missionary settlements. We left off with Oregon Trail settlers waiting for transport down the Columbia River rapids. Some thought maybe they could find another route to Oregon City but there was a giant obstacle in the way. This is where our next story begins.

A view of Mount Hood in September, likely similar to the view Joel Palmer had when he climbed up to 9,000 feet to scout a path for the combined wagon parties in 1845.

Stuck at The Dalles with their two separate wagon train parties, the wagon trains led by Sam Barlow and Joel Palmer decided they didn’t want to wait for their transport down the Columbia River rapids. In September of 1845, the two men joined forces and together led 30 wagons through the Cascade Range and towards the southern flank of Mount Hood. Palmer is said to be the first person to climb Mount Hood, ascending to nearly 9000 feet to look for an ideal path around the mountain. However, an ideal path for wagons was not found. As winter set in, the travelers were lacking in food and provisions and were forced to leave their wagons and complete the remaining miles to the valley on foot, arriving in Oregon City on Christmas night three months after departing The Dalles.

Now safe and settled in the valley, Sam Barlow and partner Philip Foster quickly went after entrepreneurial pursuits and informed the territory governance that they had found the perfect path around the mountain. They were granted the right and money to build the Mount Hood Toll Road which became known as the Barlow Road. 

During the first year of operation in 1846, over 1000 people and 150 wagons arrived. The new road was rough, steep, and dangerous particularly in sections like Laurel Hill. But it was cheaper and possibly safer than going down the Columbia River rapids. Depending on who you asked, Barlow was either the most loved, or hated, man upon pioneer arrivals to Oregon. During those first years, the men charged $5 per wagon and 10 cents per head of livestock. But with a small profit margin and a difficult to maintain road, both Barlow and Foster abandoned the project and partnership just two years later in 1848. If only they had waited just a bit longer as things were just getting started. 

Historic landmark on Laurel Hill, accessed by heading east on Highway 26.

The Oregon Trail popularity boomed with the Donation Land Claim Act of 1850 allowing individuals to claim 320 acres of land in the Oregon territory for free, worth over 5 million dollars in today’s terms. At the peak of the Oregon Trail in 1852, over 10,000 people arrived with a quarter of them likely to have traveled down the Barlow Road. By 1860, the population of Oregon had more than quadrupled from ten years before with over 7,000 individuals owning 2.5 million acres of land. 

A present day historic sign near the old Barlow Road.

Private owners took care of the Barlow Road and its five different toll gates for the seventy years following Barlow and Foster. And just how significant is it? Early pioneer and politician Justice Matthew P. Deady of the Oregon Territorial Supreme Court said of the trail: “The construction of the Barlow Road contributed more toward the prosperity of the Willamette Valley and the State of Oregon than any other achievement prior to the building of the railways.”

Example of an Oregon trail wagon from the US Bicentennial celebration in 1976. Photo credit: Oregon State Archives, American Revolution Bicentennial Commission, OAM0026.

The early settlers like Joel Palmer, Sam Barlow, Philip Foster, Oliver Yocum and many others are responsible for the naming and development of this area. Most of the villages around Mount Hood trace their roots to the homestead and Oregon Trail era, when the first settlers claimed the land. Villages like Zigzag, Faubion, Welches, and Wemme.

This village of Wemme was named for E. Henry Wemme, a ‘public-spirited citizen’ who arrived in Oregon in 1882 at the young age of 21. Born in England, he managed to travel around Europe working odd jobs despite his limited education before immigrating to the United States at eighteen. When he settled in Portland, Wemme began a long series of business ventures. His first fortune came from a tent and awning business that had considerable success in a time of gold rushes and wars. Then he found wealth in Portland real estate. This once poor immigrant was now quickly becoming one of the richest men in Oregon. Wemme’s true passion for automobiles led him to purchase the first car to arrive in Oregon – an 1899 Stanley Steamer. 

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This 1899 Stanley Steamer is likely similar to the one purchased by Wemme and the first automobile to arrive in Oregon.

At this point in the late 1800s, Mount Hood was buzzing in tourism and recreation. As it was too difficult of a journey for one day, sightseeing carriages pulled by horses would take visitors up the mountain on their multi-day visits as lodges and accommodations made their debut. Before the mass production of automobiles in the early 1900s, taxis, known as motor stages, would transport visitors from Portland to the mountain and back for eight dollars, that’s about equivalent to $250 dollars today. 

Henry Wemme recognized the future of transportation was in automobiles. He was a founding member of the Portland Auto Club and was a strong advocate for road building in the Pacific Northwest. It was this passion for transportation by car that led him to become the final individual to purchase the Barlow Road for about $5000 in 1912. Told he only had months to live, Wemme worked quickly to leave a lasting legacy using $25,000 of his own money to improve the road and eliminate the tolls, encouraging more recreation tourism to Mount Hood. Knowing his days were numbered, he tried to donate it to the state of Oregon but it wasn’t accepted, citing that the road was too expensive to maintain. 

Present day view of the old Barlow Road near Sandy, Oregon.

Interestingly, the state was beginning to pave the Scenic Columbia River Highway at this same time which was the first paved highway in the Pacific Northwest. Highway 35 on the east side of Mount Hood was also in existence but washouts and difficult road conditions were a continuous struggle. However people like Wemme likely wondered: Could it be possible someday to drive around the entire mountain?

Next week we look at the beginning of car travel and the transformation of tourism and recreation in Oregon.

What does the future of transportation and tourism hold for Oregon?

A history of travel in Oregon: Part one

COVID-19 has changed the way we move about world. Airplanes are grounded, the cruise ship industry decimated, and buses are empty. People are indoors, using their cars less and they are staying closer to home. Access to travel to the entire world, as it was just prior to COVID-19, has drastically changed. However, when looking at global travel in a historical context, it is a relatively new phenomenon.

The Columbia River now separates Oregon from Washington. It was this river that brought explorers from across the world to the Oregon Country.

Explorers and settlers went to great lengths, often with dire consequences, to bring us to where we are today. And now in this time of change, questions arise. What happens next? At Together Anywhere, we are asking, what can we learn from history regarding the transience of our humanity and the way we move about space? What are the benefits of our travel? What are the consequences? How might these answers inform us of where we need to go next? Well, let’s begin to find out.

What do humans need to travel? Well, basically, we just need feet. Ok, and maybe some good shoes. Did you know that the oldest known footwear in the world was found right here in Oregon? They were found in a cave at Fort Rock in south central Oregon and are now housed at the University of Oregon’s Museum of Natural and Cultural History in Eugene. While written language doesn’t tell us exactly who owned these shoes, some history of a tribal Oregon is known.

Sagebrush sandals excavated at Fort Rock Cave by Dr. Luther Cres
Fort Rock Sandals discovered in 1938. Carbon dating places this set of footwear between 9,100-10,400 years old. (photo from Oregon Historical Society Research Library)

For more than 8,000 years, hundreds of Native American tribes called this area home, like the Multnomah, Kalapuya, Molalla, Clatsop, Clackamas, Tillamook, Wasco, Klamath, Umpqua, and Siletz people to name a few. 

It is known that tribal migration occurred seasonally all over Oregon. Many tribes would live nomadically in the lower Cascades and upper river canyons catching fish and hunting game. The Kalapuyans, for example, would then spend their winters in the lower valley in what is known today as the Willamette Valley. The Native tribes thrived in this area as the Willamette Valley is home to 61 species of fish, 250 species of wildlife and thousands of species of plant life. As westward expansion grew in the 18th and 19th centuries, times were unchanging for the valley and its’ original inhabitants as recent as two hundred years ago. But as settlers quickly moved in, the Native tribal migration, fishing practices, and even their existence as a people was drastically altered. 

Indians on horses in front of tepees near the Columbia Plateau area (from the OSU Special Collections & Archives Research Center)

But before we go further into the Native American encounters with the settlers, let’s back up a bit first. When and why did those first outsiders travel to Oregon? Who were they and how did they get here? Surely not by foot. Oregon was first encountered in the late 1500s by Spanish explorers. Globalization and international trade (sound familiar?) were in full swing and explorers were constantly looking for ways to beat out the competition. Spaniard Bruno de Heceta explored the Oregon coast in 1775 and British Captain James Cook is known to have been here in 1778 before meeting his fateful end on the Hawaiian islands.

The first beginnings of the settlement story goes back to 1792 when American explorer captain Robert Gray challenged himself to cross the Columbia Bar, the location where the Columbia River meets the Pacific Ocean near present day Astoria, Oregon. A difficult entrance known worldwide as the “graveyard of the Pacific,” over 2,000 ships have wrecked when trying to cross at this location. Gray is noted as being the first recorded white explorer to be successful in making this attempt in May of 1792. 

Sunset the the Wreck of the Peter Iredale near the mouth of the Columbia River.
Even an July day on the dunes near Astoria can require winter hats in weather of fog and battering wind.

Six months later, following Gray’s path, British Lieutenant William Broughton was sent by Captain George Vancouver to explore what Gray had named the Columbia River. Broughton made it as far as the Sandy River delta and named the mountain he saw “Hood” after British Admiral Samuel Hood who had never even been to the Pacific Ocean. British exploration maps were created with the name Mount Hood and when Lewis and Clark descended the Columbia River less than 20 years later, they noted “a mountain which we supposed to be mount hood.” 


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Artist Taylor Allen’s rendition of Mount Hood and the Columbia River gorge today.

With the Americans and the British staking claim and naming landmarks, the dramatic future and competition for this area was just beginning. 

Let’s pick back up to the story of the battle between nations for ownership of the Oregon country, known historically as the Oregon Question. But first, our first question to answer, why is it even called Oregon? Instead of giving a long winded answer of multiple theories, I’ll just tell you the summary: no one really knows. It seems to have caught on in some of the first American maps of the rivers west of the Rocky Mountains and the entire region from present day Colorado to the Pacific Ocean became known as Oregon Country. Before the Americans came into the picture, the British, Spanish, French, and Russian governments were all trying to take hold of the area. 

The United States joined the game with Robert Gray’s expedition in 1792 and then things really got going with the travels of Lewis and Clark in 1805 and 1806. 

Lewis and Clark statue in Seaside, Oregon with TA friend Brett Moser.

At the beginning of the 19th century, French Canadian, British, and American fur traders, were in pursuit of the riches of the Oregon Country, namely, the pelts of the sea otters, sea lions, and our own state animal, the beaver. In 1810, American tycoon John Jacob Astor commissioned the development of Fort Astoria, known later as Fort George when the British took over control following the War of 1812. Years of confusion and difficulty traversing the land followed but that didn’t stop missionaries from crossing the Rocky Mountains in search of Native people to convert. Jason Lee, a Protestant Christian, started the first mission near present day Salem, Oregon. By 1843, he and other missionaries had convinced others to join them and the first provisional government of the Oregon Country was established. 

Willamette Mission State Park in the Willamette Valley of Oregon. These ghost structures outline the 19th century Methodist mission built to convert Oregon Country’s Native Americans to Christianity.

The Oregon Treaty was signed in 1846 and established the border at 49 degrees latitude between the United States and British North America, now known as Canada. The Oregon Country was now officially part of the United States. Later renamed the Oregon Territory, it encompassed present day Oregon, Washington, Idaho, and parts of Wyoming and Montana. What happened next? One of the largest voluntary land migrations in human history, none other than the Oregon Trail. 

Part Two coming next week.

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How to fall in love and start a travel business – Part Two

Last week in Part One, I talked about beginnings. I wrote about fairy tales. I pondered love. Since the time of that post, Arnaud and I celebrated our 3rd wedding anniversary at one of our favorite wineries. No, we didn’t go booze it up in the time of social distancing. As it is in the middle of the country and very private, we messaged the owner to see if we could be allowed to have a picnic and let Otter run around. She thankfully obliged.

Some people have children, we have Otter. He has become a main character in our “how to start a travel business” story so don’t worry, he will come back in the story.

#1 (of how to start a travel business): Fall in love with traveling

To catch you up if you didn’t read last week, Arnaud and I met 5 years ago in Belgium. We spent our first 4 years together adventuring in various parts of the Western Hemisphere: ten days circumnavigating Iceland via the ring road in a camper van; three weeks of Spanish language school, waterfalls and hot springs in Costa Rica; two weeks of Cuba (pics below) in classic car taxis and casa particulares; a honeymoon with lots of snorkeling on the Big Island of Hawaii; traversing the country of Canada from Nova Scotia to British Columbia; and road tripping much of the United States. Since Arnaud’s first trip to the US less than 4 years ago, he has been to over 40 of the 50 states. Luckily we travel well together.

#2: Prioritize your health (both mental and physical)

Any full time worker will ask: how did you do it? Where did you get the vacation time? We were creative. When I met Arnaud, I was taking care of my mental health recovery while he was recovering from over 15 years in corporate and government work as a software developer. His stress and health had taken a toll on his body and he discovered he had an autoimmune disorder, Hashimoto’s, meaning that his immune system had attacked his thyroid. Vowing to never return to the corporate world, he had gone back to school for engineering in 2016 but wasn’t quite sure this was his path to take either.

#3: Be willing to leave the comfortable (i.e. state employment)

If you recall from the last post, in 2015 I was also in an unhappy place of work. Eight years at the state psychiatric hospital had turned my from an idealist optimist to a realist pessimist. That is part of why I fled to Europe on the trip where we first met. The previous years had made me a master at stretching my vacation and sick time and, when it came to the Europe trip, I took approved leave without pay. When I returned to the job after traveling, I was ready for a change. The search for new employment was on.

In November of 2016, I finally had my release from the psychiatric hospital when I was offered a position with a therapy company that worked with a federal contract at Chemawa Indian School. I left my stable, predictable, benefit heavy job at the state for an hourly position that required me to purchase my own health insurance. Was this smart? One big bonus to the new job: SUMMERS OFF. Of course it was smart!

#4: Develop your side hustles

By this point, we had a successful Airbnb. When we were home, Arnaud took care of the day to day for the Airbnb while I went to my day job at Chemawa. In 2018, I decided to also start a private therapy practice and slowly build a clientele so that one day, in the far away future, I could be fully self-employed.

#5: Travel with intention to find the next great idea

Arnaud and I spent the summer of 2018 traveling for 3 months with a mission in mind: find the next great idea to start a business. We wanted to figure out how we could continue traveling and learning and growing throughout our lives, not waiting for retirement or that “someday”. And then it happened. The next great idea.

The narrated tour app was perfect thing to build. It was everything we were looking for: technology based, full of information and stories. The first one we stumbled upon changed our world and everything about the way we traveled. Building this product for Oregon travelers meant that we could travel our own state, learn, and share about the real stories behind the places to increase connection. And maybe, just maybe, we could expand beyond Oregon someday and create tours anywhere, together.

That is the next great idea: we can be Together Anywhere!

We could work on our own time, develop tours at our own pace. Arnaud could build the technology from the ground up. I could be a journalist, a storyteller, and a historian all that the same time. My inner nerd was ready to get going!

#6: Find your partners

But we were missing a narrator. And Arnaud and I knew it would never work with just the two of us. We knew we needed someone with charisma, someone to balance out me and Arnaud. Someone creative and someone willing to take a risk and dive into this project. We knew the answer right away. Andrew Hussey. I had met Andrew ten years prior playing music in Salem. We were in a band together, we partied together, we lived together, we had been through friendship ups and downs but always recovered. He is a brother and a best friend, and now over a year later since starting the business, there is no doubt he is the perfect partner. To convince him to join us, we took a trip to Glacier National Park in Montana for a long weekend with Andrew and his wife, Jen. Here is the day we officially formed Together Anywhere:


#7: Be ready for the unknown

We started our weekly partner meetings in October 2018 with a goal of releasing our first tours in the summer of 2019. Arnaud was full-time Together Anywhere, building the technology and creating the business structures while Andrew and I maintained our other full-time employment, doing our Together Anywhere in the non-existent extra hours of our days. Our company was funded through years of savings we were willing to risk for this next great idea.

Then in January 2019, the unpredictable occured: I lost my full time employment. The contract was lost, the company folded, I left the kids at Chemawa without a goodbye. I was heartbroken. And we were scared. No solid income, we only had Airbnb and our savings that was earmarked to start our new company. I only had three clients in my private practice. I filed for unemployment for the first time in my life.

#8: Look for the opportunities and resources

Even in this chaotic time of COVID-19, I really do still believe that the American entrepreneurial dream is the backbone of our society. And maybe it’s the ideal optimist that wasn’t destroyed in me (yet) but I do think that our government wants small businesses and individuals to succeed. The State of Oregon made my next step possible with a Self-Employment Assistance (SEA) program in 2019. After losing my job, I was faced with interviewing and possibility of returning to full time employment. Two weeks vacation and one earned sick day a month? No thank you. The SEA required a business plan to be accepted to their program. I proposed my therapy business, to grow my clientele. They approved my plan and provided me with an entire six months of unemployment wages without requiring me to look for work. To this day, I am beyond grateful to the state of Oregon. I would not have had the confidence, nor the financial wherewithal to bridge that gap. They made it possible.

In addition to programs like the SEA and joining the world of small businesses, I am amazed with the resources out there like the Small Business Development Centers, state agencies, and tons of podcasts. I have learned so much out there for free and it feels like I have been to school for a third masters degree over the last year.

#9: Embrace your supporters

After the upheaval of stable life during the first part of 2019, Arnaud and I found some stability with Otter, a labradoodle puppy born adopted on January 21, 2019, one week after losing my job. Since we were now officially both self-employed, our days of big travel were on hold and we found ourselves spending more time at home (also our office). Otter has been the best co-worker, companion, and supporter ever. He brightens the day and gives us reasons to leave the house for walks or the dog park.

Less than 5 months after losing my employment, we successfully launched our product on June 2 with a party bus launch event. I reflected on wondering how it could have even been possible to do this while working full time. It would never have happened. Friends and family gathered for the event and celebrated what we had built as a team, becoming part of the Together Anywhere community.

Later that month, we held a public launch event in Central Oregon where over 70 people convened upon a campground for a long weekend. It was the highlight of my year. We could not do any of this without the people who cheer us on and give us feedback and support. Thank you to those who have been there the entire way and to those that continue to join. A big specific shout out to our friend Taylor Allen for his amazing artwork he provides for our branding.


#10: Change plans when necessary

2020 was going to be our year. We spent the winter of 2019-2020 preparing and diving over finances and strategic planning. Our commercial launch was set for April 1 with large marketing contracts already in the works. And then March 11. The day Oregon shut down. People have been laid off, small businesses destroyed, and people are dying. The economy is in shambles. The tourism business is fucked for years to come. Our Airbnb is on pause, our contracts on hold. We have completely changed all of our plans as most people, and businesses, have. And the most difficult part? We don’t know how long it will last.

Together Anywhere could give up. We could stop dreaming and moving forward. No way. That is no way to deal with crisis. We keep going, we keep writing, we keep developing, we keep connecting, we keep moving, we keep allowing for the impossible, we keep working hard and we keep going because we are in this Together. Anywhere and everywhere.





How to fall in love and start a travel business – Part One

“Let’s start a travel business, it will be fun!” says anyone with the next great idea.

“Let’s start a travel business (or any business), it will be easy!” says no one ever.

Arnaud Verstuyf, Christy Hey, and Andrew Hussey; owners of Together Anywhere (and Otter the dog)

The development of Together Anywhere is a story of interesting beginnings. As for its ultimate beginning, it starts with a love story. Yes, it is one of those fairytale like ones you read about but never think will happen to you. And know, as sappiness drips from this screen, this is just the beginning. The ending is more akin to reality.

I am Christy Hey. I’ve always been a dreamer, a seeker, a curiosity driven learner asking too many questions and, thanks to Google, finally getting more answers. But in 2015, I was in a dark place. The year before had brought about many losses. My grief was high and my self-care was low. I didn’t like my job. I had a hard time relating to my friends. I had just finished grad school but didn’t want to just get the next job I was qualified for. I just knew there was something else out there to discover first. So I did what I knew how to do best, I traveled.

In the summer of 2015 I found myself journeying across the United States and Europe for 10 weeks, blogging much of my entire journey in the long written, little read, Small Steps 2 Living Large. The trip was fascinating and heartbreaking all at the same time. There were friends who joined at various parts on the adventure but for much of it, I was confronted with the depths of my loneliness. Then, on the night of June 28, 2015, everything changed.

Me, alone in Bruges just hours before meeting my future husband.

My travel plans had suddenly changed the day before and I made a last minute decision to go to Bruges, Belgium. I took the train early that morning from Brussels and spent the day wandering the shops and streets, sampling the beer, and enjoying mussels and fries, a signature Belgian dish. As it was getting dark, I worked my way towards my lodging for the night, hoping to find some live music and a glass of wine before turning in. It was a Sunday evening, just before the height of tourism season so I felt my chances were quite low. I had just about given up when the sounds from a guitar led me into Est WijnBar, just two minutes away from Hotel Botaniek.

I walked in to notice a man in an orange shirt (the same one he was wearing this morning). Long curly hair, bearded, sitting alone… I knew I needed to meet him. As I was quite used to traveling and striking up conversations with strangers, it didn’t take long for me to learn his name, Arnaud. And to this day, I am still learning how to pronounce it correctly.

Our meeting as told from Arnaud’s perspective on our wedding website:

“This story begins, as so many before it, in a bar: A small wine bar, in a medieval city, in contemporary Europe. Here we find a man sitting at the counter. He’s enjoying a glass while engaged in conversation with other patrons. In the background local musicians are adding to the atmosphere. A woman walks by and pauses in front of the establishment, curiosity peaked by what her ears perceive. She looks through the window and notices the smiling man and the empty chair next to him.”

June 29, 2015 on the coast of Belgium where Arnaud’s white legs turned bright red.


We spent the next two days driving around Belgium, young lovers in search of adventure and connection. Me, a traveler with nothing to lose, and Arnaud, an explorer in his own city. When we left each other on June 30th, I thought we would likely never see each other again. Luckily, Arnaud had a different idea.

On July 1, I returned to the United States and drove the long way back to Oregon from Missouri. Thanks to technology, Arnaud joined me every step of the way. He asked for pictures of my travels, challenged me with perplexing questions and sent me encouraging messages. For the first time in my life, I woke up every morning to the phrase “good morning beautiful.”

Ugh. Sappy, right? I know. My sincerest apologies to those who cringe at this kind of hyperbole. But every bit of it was the exaggerated fairy tale. And I surely didn’t believe it at first. I was 35 years old and had never experienced a love story nor been in love. Most encounters with men up to this point were of the “I like you but ________” experience, and left me feeling as if I should just accept being single. There was no way that after 15 years of failed attempts at relationships that it could ever work out with someone 5,061 miles away. But he was persistent.

In this time of COVID-19, as many are getting used to the idea of increased connections online, Arnaud and I claim to already be experts. We formed an entire relationship using video chat and messaging apps. The nine hour time change made it tricky at times but we connected everyday for months before finally seeing each other again.

What our first “dates” looked like.

Well, not to jump to the ending but, it did work out. Back to Arnaud for the synopsis:

Six months later they are cruising the French countryside together: From the coast to Paris, and a cottage in between.

Spending New Year’s Eve on the streets of Paris, camping under the largest trees in the world in California, driving through a snow storm in Iceland, being deafened by the end-of-the-year fireworks in Amsterdam, meeting family and friends on two continents. All good things.

And now it is time to write the next chapter in this beautiful story: A home for ourselves and a backyard wedding with those we hold dear.

As he said, six months later I was back in Europe and one year later, he was in Oregon to visit. Two years later we were celebrating our marriage in our backyard with friends from around the world.

December 31, 2015 in Paris, France.

And in just two days, April 8, 2020, we celebrate our 3 year wedding anniversary.

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April 8, 2017 wedding at Cape Perpetua in Oregon.

Since I titled this post “How to fall in love and start a travel business”, here is my “how to” for the love part:

  1. Jump and take the adventure, no matter how lonely you are
  2. Face that loneliness, accept it, and keep going
  3. Talk to strangers (in safe situations of course)
  4. Be a tourist in your own city with someone new
  5. Be open to the idea of connecting online… especially in this time of social distancing
  6. Allow for the “impossible” at least, what you think is impossible
  7. Reflect on your beginnings as often as possible
  8. Invite others to be part of your journey
  9. Never stop exploring together
  10. Maybe don’t start a business together? To be continued…

We have experienced a lot together over these last five years. Arnaud is my husband, my travel partner, and my best friend. And since October 2018, he is also my business partner.

Next week I will go into Part Two of “How to fall in love and start a travel business” because that is where things get really interesting. It is not a fairy tale, but a tale of twists, turns, and struggles. And that tale still continues to this day.

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