The Relevance of Travel
My backpack saved room for books, two of which were ‘The Boys in the Boat’ and ‘The Tattooist of Auschwitz’. Both were based on actual events occurring in Berlin and Auschwitz, respectively. The stories were compelling and rich in historical facts. They conjured up images that only time travel via a book would allow. They also laid the groundwork for enriching the cultural and historical experiences before me. The novels were good company on lengthy train rides, filling in the gaps when stress-free down time was needed.
I didn’t read the third book, ‘The Alchemist’, until I returned home. How appropriate. In that story, Santiago chases a dream but has to overcome obstacles while navigating through unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territories. He had to listen to and follow his heart’s desires along his journey’s path. His pursuit was unwavering despite ending his quest where he had begun. We’re left to wonder if his journey had truly ended.
If overcoming fears and doubts along an unfamiliar path is the yardstick by which we measure spiritual gratification and personal growth, then by all means, I accomplished all that I set out to do… and more.
...and the journey continues!
Before we arrived in Medellin, we had our typical transition meeting where we celebrate our month in the current country
Medellin, the “City of Eternal Spring” is known for having year-round moderate climate due to its location near the equator.
I’ll begin this post by saying that my love for Peru goes well beyond the repeated refrain of “amazing food… amazing sunsets”.
Tacama, Peru’s oldest winery, has been offering up some of the world’s finest wines…
Caught this beautiful Peruvian pelican at the exact moment he/she was lifting its wing and craning its neck to… scratch an itch?
Designers, musicians, artists and some of Lima’s finest restaurants can be found in Barranco,
As the fiery ball descends into the vast waters of the Pacific Ocean, it gives its audience a variety of unforgettable poses.
We landed in Lima late in the afternoon. The sunset was like no other I’ve witnessed in my lifetime.
Argentina and Uruguay were on my radar from the moment I considered this year long journey…
Chilean dogs roam the streets, unabated and apparently without fear of being rounded up by local animal control.
Valparaiso, whose name translates to ‘Valley of Paradise’ rests on undulating hills that beg to share its story…
I spent the morning in La Vega Central, where locals and tourists will find the largest food market in Santiago.
My backpack saved room for books, two of which were ‘The Boys in the Boat’ and ‘The Tattooist of Auschwitz’.