Before I left for Nicaragua, my family, friends, and loved ones flooded my ears with warnings. “Don’t get kidnapped!”, “Make sure you don’t let go of your passport!”, “The drivers are crazy, so don’t get killed!” I didn’t know what to expect. What I discovered was far more beautiful, than what anyone warned me about.
Re-Learning America and what it truly means to go with the flow.
Some tips and tricks I’ve learned along the way.
Time is money. Right? If I had a dollar every time I heard that phrase, I swear, I would have so much more time on my hands. More time to do things, the more things you do, the better you feel, so eat your beans with every meal right? Something like that. Except then whyContinue reading “Time is time; not money.”
“Have you traveled much?” The sweet Dutch girl asked me as the airplane had finally pushed off from the ground and into the air. She pulled three packets of tissues out of her carry-on and pushed them into the seat-back pocket in front of me; her nose red from constant blowing. I swallowed, and shifted inContinue reading “Costa Rica; re-learning America.”
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH Wait… Is this a serious question? Oh it is! Sorry, I’ll just get on with it then.