Good thing we didn't have the stroller then. It never would have made it through Ta Prohm.
Those were also the days of the infamous jumping picture.
Here are some of my last jumping pictures. Aliana was jumping in utero then.
Now we just kind of hold her in front of stuff.
Back then in the pre-Aliana years, we were kind of your typical tourists, traveling around snapping photos of ourselves in front of famous monuments, trying to find the perfect angle that made us look like we were much higher in the air than we actually were.... (here, I am probably only an inch off the ground, but doesn't it look like I've got like so much air, dude?)
Mike is much better at it than I am.
But then came the stroller.
Now, there are of course many kinds of strollers in the world, and if we had been able to purchase ours in a more inexpensive country like perhaps the US, then maybe we'd been able to afford ourselves a super-duper durable stroller, but alas, Aliana decided she wanted to be born in South Korea of all places...
...which is a story in and of itself, and one which I will write at some point, but right now we are traveling, and this is a blog about her travels, and the first one begins in Japan.
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