I cannot go anywhere overseas right now. I don’t have a valid passport. They sliced the cover, all adornments faded into obscurity, right before my very eyes.
But that’s okay, a new one should arrive soon.
My passport wasn’t quite the full decade old, but it would have been on the border of six months validity remaining at its next use, an entry requirement for many countries.
Stamps from 12 countries though it’s seen more, three visa from only two: China, Vietnam. Six pages out of 32 devoid of additional markings.
What amazing adventures the passport, along with its owner, has had.
