“Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.” -Helen Keller
I appreciate the live free or die hard approach (thank you, Bruce Willis), though its admittedly not always so mutually exclusive. One might even say the two are bound by more of a causal relationship: If you live free, you will probably die hard.
That said, I have no intention of dying in Peru or on any other voyage. But, indeed, a voyage is not in fact a voyage unless you’re willing to go all out– balls to the wall, wind in the face, eating rodents with locals, sleeping on dirt floors, walking miles up mountain-tops, drinking the water, and probably getting sick afterward. I can only hope my journey will be so epic and worth retelling. If my personality and my history are any indicators of the future, I am sure they will be.
Indeed, we create our own stories, and herein I will create mine as honestly and as humorously as possible. If I know anything about life it’s that its only half the experience and the rest is in its interpretation.
I’ve got two weeks before I go, so I suppose I’ll start with the pre-trip hustle n’ bustle invariably inevitable for people like me.
First order of business: Find someplace to live.
Nothing like going without an apartment/host family in mind to get the trip started right. Oddly, I’m being more serious than sarcastic..
So here it is, the story of my travels.
Aqui esta la cuenta de mis viajes.
