My Passport expired. About 10 years ago. The last stamp is dated January 2002, Israel, the one before that July 1998, England, when we went to visit friends. The Passport that expired before that one had stamps from a trip to Europe in 1983- Italy and France, and 1985 Israel. I haven’t flown anywhere since 2009 after flying a few times that year and each flight worse than the next. That combined with security at the airports after 9/11 making traveling a whole new experience, one not suited for my nerves. I also prefer to have my feet on the ground. Most people are aghast when they learn my Passport is expired and I am not interested in flying, thinking my life can only be enriched if I am able to take flight. I am more than happy to get in the car and drive an hour to sit by the ocean, to explore new areas not far from where I live. My passport is my computer which allows me to find new places to visit, places I can see before choosing to go, by visiting a website and using Google Maps to find my way there.
With a Passport
Without A Passport