Like a vacation on Avenue C. Sharing the old bungalow with two pugs and a hamster.
Five days of treck, Matchu Pitchu, train, bus, sleep, taxi, airplane, layover in Lima, airplane layover in Mexico City, airplane, LAX, home, sleep.
I am leaving the country, the continent even, on Thursday. Departure 1:45pm LAX. I am drowning in anticipation of what new things may come, but I will miss Summer at home, surfing Sapphire like I did today, being with my family, laying in the sun. All of a sudden, South American Winter in a big city seems daunting and what I already know and love is so much easier. But if I always did what was easy, my life would be rather boring. So I raise a glass to being a little afraid and some premature homesickness.