Last Sunday I got the chance to escape to the mountains for a much needed siesta. Even though I had gone to sleep only a few hours before, I managed to crawl onto a bus headed north to La Perdiza. Saw some pretty rad stuff. Check out the photos below!
As summer winds down my mind races on what the next year has in store for me. Three years ago I became infatuated with Europe. Seven days from now I will be on a flight, headed back for the year. It took three years, but I'm going back.
A mixture of fear, excitement, happiness, sadness, and curiosity have been washing over me these last few days stateside. Questions have been bubbling to surface about an assortment of different facets of my life in the next few months.
How difficult will the language barrier be in Spain? What things haven't I planned for? Am I bringing everything I need? Will our orange overlord smash his little fingers on the nuclear button and turn North Korea into glass? Will he build a gaudy hotel on the ashes of Pyongyang? How cheap are flights to Guam? I suppose there is nothing to do but wait and see.
If there is any place on earth to quell anxiety it has to be Great East Lake. Which is nice, because between the current state of the world coupled with leaving for a foreign country doesn't make for the most relaxing time. Friends, good food, and cool lake nights have made it less stressful. And for that I am thankful.
Great East Lake and it’s surrounding towns appear to be places that have been disjointed with the modern world. Time moves slower here. People enjoy life more and worry less. It is an unfamiliar but welcome feeling. Living in Boston, or any city for that matter, has the tendency to change people. Time becomes compressed. People, places, things, hold different value. People here say Hello and ask you questions strangers aren't likely to ask you in other places.
Whatever the case may be as to why the people up here are so amiably pleasant, the truth is there is nothing I would rather do than float by the lake and contemplate the future. Drifting aimlessly on translucent lake water is how I imagine we all are supposed to live. Maybe that’s why everyone here is content to take life slow. Their brains are filled with lake water.
More to come soon!