When you spend your time in a lonely paradise, you have no choice but to merge with the quiet beauty of not only the place, but of your thoughts and insecurities. When you spend time alone, you have to go deeper inside the workings of your mind.
I fall asleep under a mosquito net. I wake to the sounds of the birds and the leaves. I shower next to a tree under the clouds and walk barefoot on the dirt and sand. I am living more closely to nature than ever before.
You wake up each morning and start your day like any other. You fall asleep at night and assume it'll repeat tomorrow, and then the day after that, too.
Welcome to the real world. A line overheard from someone in their home country advising a traveller abroad about his future. The line is meant to convey that his travel life isn’t ‘real’ and that he should soon return to the status quo...
More highs and more lows -- these are the things I was expecting when I left on this journey. With this pursuit of aliveness and adventure comes the challenge of realizing that state of mind controls our wellbeing more than any other.
Labels are problematic. If I’ve learned anything about the types of people on the road after traveling through these different countries for nearly 6 months now – it’s that we’re all the same.