3 weeks today. Oh the excitement. That strange combination of nervous trepidation and exhilaration. Nothing quite feels like taking on the world, alone, and without a concrete plan. Just a lot of enthusiasm, hard earned cash and the freedom to float.
3 weeks today I’l be in Melbourne. Rate it. It’ll be cold. Brrr. Then I’ll be in LA. Los Angeles. I can only imagine. I’m hoping for Nikes galore, juice bars and I’m not sure what else. Colombia. It gives me great pleasure to tell people I’m going to Colombia. Their reactions are always so varied, and no one can ever quite figure out your motive. Then a speed boat to Panama shall be happening. And I’ll have to get to Costa Rica one way or another. And then there’ll be home again. I can imagine just what that’ll be like.
It is done.
I fly — AUCKLAND — MELBOURNE — LOS ANGELES — BOGOTA — where I’ll spend arround a month in Colombia. The rest is open ended, but planning to sail to PANAMA and meander around there & COSTA RICA before flying from there back to LA, then home.
2 months. 8 weeks. 56 days.
I can do anything. It’s a liberating thought.
The Caribbean, the Amazon, colonial towns, tropical islands — it’s all going to be happening.
In 3 1/2 months I’ll be taking off on a trip I’ve been contemplating for years. Dreaming, pondering and finally the timing seems right. I’m not 14, but I am on the #YOLO band wagon. And while I haven’t conned anyone into joining me, there will be a few friends along the way.
This will be my 3rd time to South America, the love affair continues…
I never made it to Colombia, but it was rated by all the traveller’s I met along the Gringo trail. Central America also sounds my kinda place.
I love the Latino culture – the mix of passion and tranquilo. I feel at home amongst it, and with my curly brown hair and olive skin I blend right in until I speak. I definitely need to work on my Spanish.
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A throwback to Vietnam. One winter, awhile ago, I took myself to Vietnam. We had a 10 day hiatus in the middle of shooting a season of Spartacus. It’s possibly the only trip I’ve done entirely alone.
But there was something quite liberating about it. There was a moment, somewhere on a 3 hour journey through nowhere, where I had several epiphanies. I felt “lost in the world” to quote Kanye West, with my backpack balanced on the front of taxi driver’s scouter, and the thought that no one in world knows where I am now, and that’s kinda exciting.