Two Weeks In

Day 11
Orientation in Mindo was a Blur. My group, sixteen students, four of whom are male, twelve are female, stayed in what is commonly refered to as a EcoLodge or EcoHotel, Abrazo Del Arbol in the tranquil mountains of Mindo. During this time we went from awkward aquaintances to familiar friends. Initally I felt I was getting the short end of the stick because I chose to stay in the main house instead of the cabins but it was soon reveiled that bugs were quite an issue and I was glad to have the mighty walls to protect us from the abundant creepy crawlies.The food was amazing and it was hard to face the reality that the quality would not be consistant. We ended our stay with a closing ceremony in the yoga kiosk, located 50 yards away from the lodge in the jungle. we formed a circle and lit candles and then were asked to consider where we would be at the end of our journey and it struck me that we were only ten days in. It is just the begining.
Now tucked away in a hostel in Quito we anxiously await the next step in our travels. A homestay in a remote village working on an ongoing reforestation project.
Again it is so strange to me that we have seen and done so much and I can already feel myself growing and welcoming the world around me. I cant believe that it is just the beginning.

Two Weeks In

T minus three days to departure

6:32 am: The only coherent thought in my mind, “My life is about to change dramatically.”

It’s the first morning in over a week that I’ve woken up without butterflies in my stomach, but not the first morning that I wake up bursting with excitement. Every day seems to go by faster than the one before, and the list of things that needs to get done feels like its getting longer and longer. Family and friends feel like they’re pressing closer, and I’m trying to cherish every moment.

And yet, the future is looming. Adventure is calling. Every hour passes and I am closer to my goal. This thing that I have wanted for so long, and have worked so hard for. I’m standing on the brink and it is almost upon me. So why am I so scared? what about the travel, My peers, the cultures, the food, potential illness, potential disasters? I’m ready. I’ve begun to almost relish the fear. Yes, those things are all scary. Yes, it is going to be miserable sometimes and YES it is going to be AWESOME. Adventure is coming and all I can do is meet it head on, ready to face the life I make for myself.

T minus three days to departure