When my friends call me adventurous, often I think to myself, “you should meet my parents.” No matter how adventurous my life may seem, it’s just a fraction of what I inherited from my crazy parents. They met (via each others' prayer letters) while she was working as a missionary in Italy and he was in the Peace Corps in Western Samoa. Once they married and had kids, the adventures didn’t cease and our family travelled all around the world together. After my brother graduated from high school, my parents decided that turning 60 was no reason to stop the adventures, so my mom got a job with the US State Department as an English Language Fellow in Ethiopia. My dad took a leave of absence from work and followed her to Hawassa.