Magical journey at Mystic Springs

metric system lessons and the Canadian exchange rate = confusion…

This was a layover in Peru that I extended a couple days just to check it out. Lima proper was a complete hornet’s nest and was glad that I set up camp South in the bohemian surf town of Barranco.

“you'll never untangle the circumstances that brought you to this moment…” -Cohen

…but this moment I can.

…when MrEvan would swerve within one inch of a light pole, or bridge railing, or motorcycle, or fruit stand… I would calmly pull my arm back in the window and then reinsert my arm hanging out the window (as you should do while riding shotgun in any 80s sedan) when the danger had passed. Zen by example.

“…I feel like there was a reason I ended up at this place, and that’s what I love about adventure. My adventures. The plan is no plan, and it can make for a great moment and a great story…”

“I’ve spent more time in Antigua than I had in my casita in Española, NM. As I was walking around, locals that I had met would wave and smile. I so adore that… it reinforces my thoughts on the importance of a supportive community and having a home base to return to. Also, it means I’ve been here too long and the boy can’t sits still…”

… I saw the ’Vigilante’ gal wayyyyyy down the street… I got to my car, put down the windshield wiper and figured I’d be out of there quick like. Fk no, I literally turned around and she standing there with that “look” 🤨

as we wade through the swamp of life, we tend to pick up a parasite or two…

In your darkest hours… there is always light.

…with good company, you don’t need the sun and moon to fall into your hands.

Poetic impressions of the 1st world from 🇲🇽