My husband has some truly hair-brained ideas…and the fact that I go along with half of them has made me question my sanity more than once. But none of those will ever top the stupid life plan I agreed to 7 months ago, which left me standing outside customs as a stiff-backed official led him and his passport (which I only let him hold for the time it takes us to clear customs every travel day after an incident of misplacing it a few years ago…) into a back room of the airport where we just landed… in the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea. [Ed. note: Otherwise known as: “North Korea” or “Best Korea”.]

That’s right folks, it’s yet another super secret trip story! However, instead of blaming Delta for this leg, this was all our [Ed. note: my] doing. We signed up for 4 days and 3 nights in the most secretive and hostile nation on Earth…so much so that the visa and passport stamp cannot actually be in our possession or on our passports! Oh, and we only let one person know we’d be there…just in case we didn’t come home on time…

Anyone keeping up with the bad life decision count for me? This week definitely is going to rack those up…