By Tim Notier
As I sit comfortably in a house we are staying at for a couple weeks, at no cost, I am able to reflect on the last 3 months of travel. Our trip has already piled on more memories than I could have hoped for.
We rode through some of the most beautiful states in the U.S. We were able to fix the bike when things went astray, and I survived a bad case of poison oak that spread to my unmentionables.
Marisa and I successfully made it to a different country, only a small task to some people, but a huge accomplishment for my previously naked passport. While in this foreign land of Mexico, we T-Boned a whale shark in a kayak, swam in bioluminescence waters, and I flew around in a small engine hang-glider over San Felipe.
Once our fun in Baja was over, we caught a ferry to mainland Mexico, took a train through a canyon more vast than the Grand Canyon, and rode through scenery so flush with vegetation and forests it looked like we rode into Pandora. Marisa took the lead role of translator and organizer of everything from getting gas to hotel accommodations as my Spanish is still no bueno. (I just had to correct my spelling from ‘bueano’ to ‘bueno’, just to let you know where my Spanish level is at). I’m scrapping the bottom here, but I am able to buy my pack of cigarettes every other day.
I keep telling myself I will learn Spanish, and quit smoking, but I never take the effort of doing either.
Now we find ourselves in a place of complete comfort, in Colima. I am able to relax and try to catch up on some writing, and promoting my book with a basic amount of effort (this isn’t a shameless plug, it’s just what I have been doing. Besides, if it was a shameless plug, I would have provided a link here).
Marisa and I have traveled slowly, and I am glad for that. Traveling at a pace that lets us have a deeper look into our surroundings, as well as ourselves. We are working as a team, taking on different roles when the scenario calls for our individual skill set. I am still ecstatic without having any regrets for leaving our old life behind for this new adventure. Everyday there is something new to look at with awe. Today it happens to be an active volcano.
Life is good.
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