It was sunny when we left Jiminez, but you could see dark storm clouds right where we were headed. But the captain continued along, they’re trained for these things? Right? Sure enough, about 10 minutes into the usually 30-minute ride, we had entered the storm.

I vividly remember being 4 or 5 years old and looking out of my bedroom window thinking "why me?" What that meant is a story for another time, but I always had a sense of the greater structures & spiritual meanings to this life.

I had every intention of returning back to Costa Rica after hiking The Camino with my mom this past fall. So how did I end up in Peru?