Final Thoughts
Trip Start
Feb 05, 2005
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Trip End
Mar 30, 2005
Just remembering....
The uneasy excitement of beginning my trip.
The incredible lefts in Peru.
That frickin´ bus ride through the Andes.
The view of the stars near 5000 meters up on that frickin´ bus ride.
Water balloons during Carnival.
That the plan was to have no plans, only ideas.
Rolling over to see the full moon on the water from my bed in Montanita.
Rolling over to check the surf from my bed in Montanita.
Water so warm it melts your wax.
Watching a boy walk off into the empty Andean hills from the unmarked bus stop.
The homes by the side of the road.
A movie in every country.
My beachside cabana in Mompiche.
My beachside campsite in Panama.
Sunrises and sunsets.
My nervousness upon entering Colombia.
The spectacular Colombian countryside.
And the people I met while I was there.
The rainbow upon entering Ecuador.
The ring-side boxing match in Panama.
The passionate live jazz in Panama.
The city of Cartagena, the most beautiful I have seen in Central and South America.
The life of an expat.
Daddy Yankee in Managua, Nicaragua.
Reggaeton.
Salsa.
Seeing a town transformed because of tourism.
Seeing a town on the brink of transformation.
Seeing a town without another tourist in site.
Century 21 and Remax in Nicaragua.
Passover in Baranquillo, Colombia.
Norman Paperman.
The hike to El Pueblito in Colombia.
My first dip in the Caribbean.
The straight-edge shave in the Colombian barbershop.
Teaching the kids to surf in La Entrada, Ecuador.
The excitement I have to return home.
¨For those who believe, no explanation is necessary. For those who do not, no expanation is possible.¨
-Norman Paperman to Iris Tramm, on the importance of the chilled martini glass from the book ¨Don´t Stop the Carnival¨ by Herman Wouk.
The uneasy excitement of beginning my trip.
The incredible lefts in Peru.
That frickin´ bus ride through the Andes.
The view of the stars near 5000 meters up on that frickin´ bus ride.
Water balloons during Carnival.
That the plan was to have no plans, only ideas.
Rolling over to see the full moon on the water from my bed in Montanita.
Rolling over to check the surf from my bed in Montanita.
Water so warm it melts your wax.
Watching a boy walk off into the empty Andean hills from the unmarked bus stop.
The homes by the side of the road.
A movie in every country.
My beachside cabana in Mompiche.
My beachside campsite in Panama.
Sunrises and sunsets.
My nervousness upon entering Colombia.
The spectacular Colombian countryside.
And the people I met while I was there.
The rainbow upon entering Ecuador.
The ring-side boxing match in Panama.
The passionate live jazz in Panama.
The city of Cartagena, the most beautiful I have seen in Central and South America.
The life of an expat.
Daddy Yankee in Managua, Nicaragua.
Reggaeton.
Salsa.
Seeing a town transformed because of tourism.
Seeing a town on the brink of transformation.
Seeing a town without another tourist in site.
Century 21 and Remax in Nicaragua.
Passover in Baranquillo, Colombia.
Norman Paperman.
The hike to El Pueblito in Colombia.
My first dip in the Caribbean.
The straight-edge shave in the Colombian barbershop.
Teaching the kids to surf in La Entrada, Ecuador.
The excitement I have to return home.
¨For those who believe, no explanation is necessary. For those who do not, no expanation is possible.¨
-Norman Paperman to Iris Tramm, on the importance of the chilled martini glass from the book ¨Don´t Stop the Carnival¨ by Herman Wouk.



