In the end, you start to think about the beginning…
It’s been about three and a half months since we left our friends, family, and familiar surroundings behind for this unpredictable adventure. It’s funny to think back to our first few weeks ‘on the road’. We lost things, got things stolen, got lost, confused, disoriented, frustrated, lonely, and homesick. We still do and get those things. But, to a certain, unexplainable degree, that state of chaos has become more and more comfortable. Starting out, our eyes were wide and we were ready to swallow the world whole. Well, we don’t have quite as lofty expectations at this point. We realize we missed things. Jungles in Ecuador, ruins in Peru, sea turtles in Costa Rica, drug trafficking in Panama all went unseen. We skipped the entire country of Colombia. Reflecting this evening, knowing that tomorrow we begin a four day trek into Machu Piccu, these sights that have gone unseen strike a certain chord with me. It’s not remorse and it’s not regret….it’s more like return. We are lucky enough to be young, ambitious, and adventurous. A trip like this is only the beginning…
