We got back to Casita Azul in Boqueron late on January 1. It is a little blue house, but maybe it would be more appropriate to call it "The Escape House". I'm rolling that around in my head. Once again we have "run away" from so many of the trappings of the "conventional" version of our lives. I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed by the things that got added to my To Do List during our visit "home". Here's to another new start, this time identified by the new year, and a new determination to get my priorities better organized.
But I'm so tired! I've heard that we should expect 4 days to adjust to crossing 4 time zones. We'll see. Upon returning I feel like the weather is unexpectedly humid, which I always find exhausting. I'm eager to get back to exercising (really? I just wrote that?) because my back hurts so much, but I'm repelled from such activity by the feeling that every piece of clothing i own is coated in the syrup of my own body's sweaty excretions. I want to hide from the world till I feel better, and ready to put on some clothes. I also want to hide from my inner critic who thinks I'm being very undisciplined and self-indulgent in this whining. Travel sucks!
I brought too much stuff back. While packing, I felt like I needed it all, but now I feel like it's clutter. My committment to living a minimalist lifestyle has been weak these last 2 months, so this clutter feeling may help me resolve some of my emotions on that. In the meantime, I'm very confused by conflicting impulses to get shelving or just let the stuff sit in a suitcase in the closet. "Tori, take a nap! You just crossed 4 f'ing time zones!"
On the road back to Boquerón, going thru the mountains, we saw a party bus! As we caught up to it,I got a small video. When the driver saw me taping, he honked both horns!
But I'm so tired! I've heard that we should expect 4 days to adjust to crossing 4 time zones. We'll see. Upon returning I feel like the weather is unexpectedly humid, which I always find exhausting. I'm eager to get back to exercising (really? I just wrote that?) because my back hurts so much, but I'm repelled from such activity by the feeling that every piece of clothing i own is coated in the syrup of my own body's sweaty excretions. I want to hide from the world till I feel better, and ready to put on some clothes. I also want to hide from my inner critic who thinks I'm being very undisciplined and self-indulgent in this whining. Travel sucks!
I brought too much stuff back. While packing, I felt like I needed it all, but now I feel like it's clutter. My committment to living a minimalist lifestyle has been weak these last 2 months, so this clutter feeling may help me resolve some of my emotions on that. In the meantime, I'm very confused by conflicting impulses to get shelving or just let the stuff sit in a suitcase in the closet. "Tori, take a nap! You just crossed 4 f'ing time zones!"
On the road back to Boquerón, going thru the mountains, we saw a party bus! As we caught up to it,I got a small video. When the driver saw me taping, he honked both horns!
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