Last Oktoberfest in Germany I was standing in line alone at 6am waiting for my friends to arrive. Directly behind me I hear the voice of an American fella that had come to celebrate these festivities… Universe has it, this is the day I meet Alex. After a day at the tents and with no phone communication, we set up a meeting point for the next day with zero plans. A rental car, a map and the two of us head out of Munich. Below are just a few of the hundreds of photos we took on that random day in Europe:
Out of Portland Oregon, Alex is a true born man of the mountain on his own trek around the world. Back in Munich I had mentioned the idea of making my way to New Zealand but not having exact dates I didn’t know if our paths would cross again. We played the “wouldn’t it be cool if…” game and through consistent emails we stayed in touch… 4 months later he’s on his way in a 1994 van (with eyelashes) to Wellington New Zealand to pick me up. Let the adventures of this new chapter begin!