My mom has been addicted to travel her whole life. From 1983-85, she traveled solo around the world on a shoestring budget, working along the way. In 1988 she took a leave of absence from her job to spend three months in South America. She always carried a 35mm camera, shooting predominantly slides. Although photography was never more than a peripheral interest, and my mom had to limit the number of photos she took due to the cost, she captured some amazing photographs. One of my projects during the pandemic has been to digitize these photos in high quality and organize them into a photographic essay. These photos are my hand-picked favorites, with stories and descriptions provided by my mom.