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Posts from the ‘South America’ Category

The Last Night

The last night we were in Ecuador, I realized that it was my last night of my 'year' of travel. I sat with my journal, after evening meeting and reflected on where I had gone and where I was going. Here are my thoughts from that night....

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The last phase

We’ve hiked. We’ve trekked.

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Trying new things

I am sitting in the sun, overlooking the city of Otovalo and Imbabura (a mountain). We are arrived at the Rose Cottage cabanas today and now everyone is either chilling in hammocks, reading their summer reading (so responsible) or playing table tennis. Life is good....

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Back in South America

Hearing the Spanish soon after arrival thrilled me... it was so good to be back. Driving through the streets after our late night arrival, seeing the signs in Spanish, speaking with our driver.... so good to be back.

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8 months in review….

8 months in review.....

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Money, money, money

My goal, this year, was to get by on $30/day (outside of my flights and insurance). I did really well for the first 5 or 6 months, and then things went downhill, or uphill…. or…. whatever direction — all I know is I spent more money!

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Always say yes….

I was feeling a little stuck on what to do with my time — not enough time to really go anywhere else, too rainy to go trekking. I did many of the local day hikes. What next? I read guidebooks, I looked through newspapers, asked people — but I felt a little stuck.

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I hate quitting

It rained all through the night. But at least it stopped for a bit when I got out of the tent in the morning. The mountains were not as fully obscured by clouds as they have been the day before. I quickly packed my sopping wet tent and had breakfast, which I finished just in time for everything to change.

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No…. I don’t wanna leave….

Quick update on my plans in my remaining 12 days..... (EEK! how did this happen? why did this happen?! no......)

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Doing the tourist thing…

I woke up to the bus shuddering as the engine was killed. Everything was totally dark, except for a blinking yellow light outside from, what I would discover, was a construction truck. I overheard bus stewardess (not sure what else to call her) tell another passenger that there was a landslide. I closed my eyes figuring we would be moving on again soon.

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