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| cute little hostel room in Otavalo, 13 bucks includes breakfast |
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| baby bananas |
Today I counted how many buses I have taken so far on my journey. Twenty. Twenty buses. On the bus this morning, an older woman sat next to me and was squishing me against the window. I always take the window seat. She would point out and speak the name of each ancient ruin in Spanish to me as we zoomed by in the rickety, rackety bus that hugged each curve of the mountain road. Don´t look down. Personal space doesn´t really exist much here. It now feels strange to me to have a conversation in good English. My Spanish has greatly improved and for this I am very excitied about.
I do not miss much from back home. Besides family, friends, and peanut butter for some reason. Oh, and a hot shower. And the joy of making endless cups of coffee at home. I think Americans are the only ones who unecessarily drink the bottemless cup of coffee. Other South Americans have asked my why we do this. I can not explain it and the more I think about it, the more it does not make sense.
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| EXPAND YOUR MIND |
The following below are things that made me smile of this traveling life:
1. Where ever you go, Coca Cola has already been.
11. Homesickness can strike at any point. So can diarrhoea.
15. It will either be a good time, or a good story.
41. Avocados can be eaten with, on and in anything. And be delicious.
61. You’ll meet people on the road who will be incredible…and leave you wondering if a) you’ll ever see them again b) if you’ll ever meet anyone like them again?
67. Fruit shakes are amazing. Who cares how much sugar is ladled into them.
84. Rustling plastic bags at 6am will definitely wake you up when sharing dorms.
93. Be prepared to fall in love; whether with a sun set, a beach, a beautiful person… it’ll happen!
























