It's .............. 2010..when sudenlyyy....! you wake from your Slumber only to realize!!!...!!! SHizz Nizzz !!! the last 30 years just passed you by.....kawhoosh...in a flash gone...
You look in the mirror only to see 4 delicate lines racing across your forhead as if their bound for the finish line ....what the heckk ...???
It's time peeps..time to get the ball rolling. Im not talking filling the Bucket List.....Im talking " Livingggg " the Bucket list...Facing your fears or whatever that Fear may be.... and doing it anyways.......
It was 2001 when I finally got hit with the Big snapps!! I need to face my fear and see this World the next thing I know Im on a plane to Argentina. And so the addiction a.k.a..story begins.......it was 1 am when we hitched the ride to the skys...bound for Costa Rica we were like 2 kids in a candy store....the anticipation of just being some where other than the familiar was overwhelming...after 6 hours of recirculated air..walk the line in spanish...and something that looked like grilled cheese whatevers...we were finally their...!!....yay...Volcanoes...
So their we were and.... their was I, lost in complete awe of everything around me, the smell of fresh tropical rain, the sounds of tucans, the hums of local chicken buses as they zoomed zoomed by....Finally...I was actually experiencing my own personal travel experience instead of lusting over the stories of others.....Traveling in and of itself is one of the single most .....hmmm...( pause ) alll i can sayyy is.... Iv'e bunjee jumped off cliffs...Iv'e been in Love twice..not to mention almost dying in the sky's over Ohio... and traveling overseas is yet...the krazziesttttt Rushhh ever...By the time you finish this blog my hope for you is nothing more than awakening the desire to create your own Epic Adventure.....!!..Owning your hearts desire..facing your Fear and Jumping in anyways......So enough about me... let's Travel......!!!
..... Destination Argentina began with a dream....a dream of two a.d.d crazzed...no mula .......20 somethings with an insatiable hunger for the great unknown...believe it or not like chocolate to pms ...is wanderlust to the dreamer...once that bug bites your infected for life...conceived within the soul is the lust of a Gypsy...the birth of a Nomad...and from that moment on life and the flavors their of finally began to take bloom...
...Our adventure began in the hustle and bustle of San Jose Costa Rica... " 4.2 hours"?? is that all?? We had a connecting flight to Peru so whatever we wanted to happen needed to happen fast....as soon as we could...shazammm we jumped a ride on the next bus and rolled into town....
I swear that 4 hours seemed to last forever as we sat beneath a rain laden straw thatched roof....
Our waiter was enchanting....short in stature with a personality bigger than king kong himself....He engaged us with his knowledge of American films..and dead on impressions of famous TV personalities...the Chile Verde Tico style smoked in Fresh Banana leaves was a Hit!!! and before we knew it our time with both our amazing waiter and the farm fresh cilantro had come to an end.....Once again we hit the sky's on a plane marked for Peru....8 hours of restlessnesss until we hit our destination.. And alls i can say is after hour 14 on a Stale, smelly plane...this a.d.d kid was over it !!! lol for realeo...If we didn't land soon i swear I was gunna jump right out my ghetto cracked window and embrace my death below....Yesss I caught the Cabin Fever...that clausterphobic get me outta here...or imma take everyone down with me feeling...that ride over any other flight seemed a bloody Blur....I swear it would never end haha....
