Time passes a little slower when you are travelling. You have time to think about what´s important as well as the meaningless. On top of that you get to experience some pretty cool places and people along the way. Being on the road is not without its difficulties and and frustrations. For example, when you have been on a bus for 6 hrs its dark and rainy and you´re´ in a town you don´t know that much about, all you want to do is find the closest cheapest place to stay. That place is never going to be very nice or have the ambiance you want.
When we woke up the next morning I was wondering why we were doing this trip in the first place. After dragging myself out of bed and down to the beach for a swim in the mellow surf, looking around at the white sand beach surrounded by jungle I began to realize this isn´t so bad. Then, after speaking briefly with Liz and immediately agreeing that we weren´t staying in that hotel another night, we packed up our bags. Arriving at our next hostel (which I believe Liz has described in her post) things begin to pick up even more and I remember what a blessing it is to have the time and the resources to be on this trip. After relaxing, enjoying an attempt at surfing, eating banana pancakes, and getting several reliable suggestions on where to go next I am looking forward to the adventure that is ahead. The adventure is getting there, finding the right place to stay, and the thoughts and prayers we will have as we go.
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