It being October 1st, I'd like to wish myself a happy 4 month anniversary in South America. Four months ago today, Max, Gabe and I stood in the airport with clean shaven faces and clean bowels, ready for the blob on the map called Ecuador. 7 weeks later not much was clean, except for our consciences, knowing we had lived it up down South.
And now here I sit, munching on my Senora Carmen homemade bread topped off with too much honey from this Chilean campesino I met who sells his honey by bicycle, listening to Bob Marley (okay, so not everything can be Chilean all the time, all right?) sing "No Woman, No Cry," and then he gets to that part at the end where he says, "Everything's gonna be alright." And it's true. Even with the occassional struggles of being so far from the incredible community I continue to think about, one can't help think, as he listens to Bob Marley's assuring voice with a little bit of sweet Chilean miel (honey) to top it off, that not only is everything gonna be alright, it's gonna be really darn great.
See y'all in 10 months! (If you're thinking about getting pregnant, do me a favor and wait one more month, so I can be there for the birth).
Love,
Ryan
1 comment:
wow its only been 4 months, i feel like i left ecuador so long ago. i am pretty glad i left that wacky hair behind, we were a big hairded bunch weren't we!
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