Reply #102

I was 10.

I have traveled very little as an adult, and most of that has been for work.

You could count the fishing trip my father took us on when I was 15; I was visiting him for the first time in a decade, from CA. He loaded us (step siblings) into the back of his pickup hauling his tent trailer, drove until he was somewhere out in the middle of Kansas. There was waist high grass, a mud hole to fish in, and literally NOTHING else. Standing there, looking 360 degrees, there was not a small bump in the flat terrain, not a tree, not a rock, bush, building...nothing at all but grass between us and the horizon.

It certainly counts as the most ALIEN place I've ever been.