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100 and Done! (Countries that is...)

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We are back! This last trip brought the total countries visited to 100! It is a crazy milestone. It is difficult, time-consuming and can be (IS) expensive. After I got back from Antarctica in 2007, I started thinking about it. After 2010 I was thinking about it more (as I moved from NY to Georgia) and in 2014 it had become a real goal. Between Angie and I we have been to 109 Countries. We are tied at 100 countries each. We have 9 countries different in our lists. For example, I have been to San Marino. She has not. She has been to Israel. I have not, yet. There has been some fun competition in this area. That's why we had to establish rules. 1.) Must be listed (as a country) with the US State Department 2.) Being in an airport doesn't count. You have to get through immigration somehow and not in a DMZ or a no-mans-land 3.) A passport stamp is not required. I have been to Canada, Paraguay, and Uruguay without getting my passport stamped. There are friendly borders in many places...
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Museum of hoaxes It is Easter. I am on spring break this week so I only had to spend about 1/2 an hour on homework. That was nice. We got some gravel down in the driveway this morning. The driveway is just downright bad now, a big improvement over its previous state. I have to calculate how much crusher run to get... Actually forget that I'll just order a super jumbo truck load. That should be good for a couple of weeks. I am also figuring out how to lime my fields. I need about 40 ton of lime. I am planning on mounting the spreader to the rear of the tractor so I can apply lime while I am mowing. We had another chicken croak. She was sick and one of her sisters poked her real good when I was in with them. She dropped in about five minutes after that, Dead Chicken. Douglas has an ant farm working in the kitchen. That is a lot of fun. I am going to have to post a little movie of the ants in their mindless drive to make tunnels. No plan, no real reason, just instinct. Click ...
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