there is a gravestone in the cemetery where my dad is buried that obviously belongs to a woman who loves to travel. there is no death date on it yet so apparently she is alive and single, still traveling, but prepared for her own demise.

the stone is average sized and has a picture of a turn-of-the-century woman, sort of on the run, etched on it. also etched in is her name, birth date and the line, "don't worry, she's not gone, just traveling again!"