MY FIRST TRIP EVER...
Yes, it seems this was my first trip. Well, at least the first one out of Mom's tummy :)
Here you can see me, having lunch while l'Avi (Grandpa) looks at Mamà (Mom) and me. Papà (Dad) took the picture. All of them, but especially l'Avi and Papà, were responsible of inoculating me the travel bug.
L'Avi did not have many opportunities to travel, but he had an inquisitive mind and an extensive book collection. I learned to read with him, with the help of an old "World Encyclopedia" (and other illustrated travel books). I still remember a funny cartoon about an expedition to the South Pole, and an illustrated XIX century book about typical dresses around the world.
Papà went to Brazil when he was young, to earn some money (Spain was a poor country back then). I was fascinated by his stories about huge snakes at the jungle, dangerous cities and beautiful women. I don't know how much was true of all his adventures... but I preferred these to the usual child tales.
Wherever you are, Avi, Yaya, Papà, Mamà, be sure you're remembered. Enjoy your last trip!