DATED March 12th, 2004 ( Read more... )

OK, so I've been neglecting this journal for awhile, but I'm back on the road and in Costa Rica, so here come the updates.

Well, I've been back in the U.S. of Fucking A for a week now. My mom's health took a turn for the worse, she hasn't been eating or taking her medicine as much as she should, her mind is really going, and some important decisions are going to have to be made about her. So after four months on the road, I was suddenly ripped from this fantasy life ( Read more... )

Coli ( Read more... )

Well, I haven't moved or done much since the last e-mail. As planned, I left Antigua as soon as I finished riding it and caught a bewildering array of buses to arrive in Panajachel on the legendary Lago de Atitlan. I think the buses deserve some mention. Now Mexico had classy, comfortable, buses with reclining, cushy, seats and they often showed ( Read more... )

I had a dream last night that the dream was over ( Read more... )

(I woke up at 5:00am and this poem popped out of my head, practically like Athena, fully formed. The first five lines kept ringing in my head even in my vivid dreams and I kept repeating them as I stumbled about in the dark looking for paper and pen, and the rest just came as I wrote, I'm trying to learn to trust my unconcoius. My only fear is ( Read more... )

I'm still in Antigua, but I'm leaving as soon as I finish this email and heading for Lago de Atitlan. I've been here twelve days, which is by far the longest I've been in one place so far, but I had a good time and progressed quite a bit in my Spanish in the week of lessons I took here ( Read more... )

So I was pretty bored on New Year's morning, so I decided to have myself a nice New Year's joint and a nice big breakfast. I get into this restaurant bar a little before 1pm and order their "New Year's English Brunch," and sit down with a friendly group of Australian, Kiwi, and English Londoners. I get my food: bacon, toast, baked beans, fried ( Read more... )

Today, I'm 11 weeks and 3 days into my trip, making it 3 days longer than I've ever traveled before, 3 days longer than I've been away from friends and family, and counting. I was in Europe for 11 weeks, and after about week 6 or so, I started feeling progressively more tired. I was always rushing around, usually only spending 2 or 3 days in each ( Read more... )