lou soleou me fai canta!
in 16 days i land in lima.
peru. what.
i have insurance, i have my vaccines, my malaria meds, my vitamins, my vet has a copy of my credit card in case of emergencies, my room is being rented out to a friend, my bills are paid off, i have nothing left here to lose...
everything is falling into its place.
i'm excited and anxious and i'll admit it, a little nervous, all alone on this big huge continent full of jungles, mountains, glaciers and la pampa; i have NO money left for this trip, so many fucking problems have popped up (*cough* vet fees *cough*) but i'm armed with my visa card and a good spirit. i'm going to be 2000$ in debt with my bank when i come back but you know what? fuck it! i'm young and i need to get this out of my system.
or maybe i just WON'T EVER COME BACK, which, as some of you know, is a bit of a bad habit with me.
right now i'm at a turning point.
a) stay in montreal and be a neurotik wanker;
or,
b) get back to montreal after my trip and get the fuck outta dodge, go plant some trees to counter this global warming issue, make some cash, go to northtek, go back out west for mutantfest and then go trim some weed with priscilla in cali ;
and then...
who knows?
i have the possibility of doing my TESOL/TFSOL certificate in montreal. once i've got it, i can go, go, goooooooo.
all i know is, the travel bug is in me and since it has installed itself i haven't been drinking so much, haven't been shoving so many illicit substances into my body and it feels good... drugs should be a door, not a fucking endless hallway.
the need to live is implanted in me, i've rekindled a longlost bond with my backpack (for the record, i have had said backpack since i was eleven, so it's still holding up pretty well what with the living out of it for three years stint and the four continents and using it as a pillow) and now i can't bear to be sitting with nothing to do in between four walls. maybe it's winter that does it for some, but for me, seasons change nothing, i need to get a move on.
i need to be.
this having been said, i am totally not prepared for this trip.
then again, i've never been prepared for any of my trips, so that's not really a problem.
i'm resourceful. i think.
cross your fingers, cross your toes, cross your split tongues, cross whatever you want, just... wish me luck.
peru. what.
i have insurance, i have my vaccines, my malaria meds, my vitamins, my vet has a copy of my credit card in case of emergencies, my room is being rented out to a friend, my bills are paid off, i have nothing left here to lose...
everything is falling into its place.
i'm excited and anxious and i'll admit it, a little nervous, all alone on this big huge continent full of jungles, mountains, glaciers and la pampa; i have NO money left for this trip, so many fucking problems have popped up (*cough* vet fees *cough*) but i'm armed with my visa card and a good spirit. i'm going to be 2000$ in debt with my bank when i come back but you know what? fuck it! i'm young and i need to get this out of my system.
or maybe i just WON'T EVER COME BACK, which, as some of you know, is a bit of a bad habit with me.
right now i'm at a turning point.
a) stay in montreal and be a neurotik wanker;
or,
b) get back to montreal after my trip and get the fuck outta dodge, go plant some trees to counter this global warming issue, make some cash, go to northtek, go back out west for mutantfest and then go trim some weed with priscilla in cali ;
and then...
who knows?
i have the possibility of doing my TESOL/TFSOL certificate in montreal. once i've got it, i can go, go, goooooooo.
all i know is, the travel bug is in me and since it has installed itself i haven't been drinking so much, haven't been shoving so many illicit substances into my body and it feels good... drugs should be a door, not a fucking endless hallway.
the need to live is implanted in me, i've rekindled a longlost bond with my backpack (for the record, i have had said backpack since i was eleven, so it's still holding up pretty well what with the living out of it for three years stint and the four continents and using it as a pillow) and now i can't bear to be sitting with nothing to do in between four walls. maybe it's winter that does it for some, but for me, seasons change nothing, i need to get a move on.
i need to be.
this having been said, i am totally not prepared for this trip.
then again, i've never been prepared for any of my trips, so that's not really a problem.
i'm resourceful. i think.
cross your fingers, cross your toes, cross your split tongues, cross whatever you want, just... wish me luck.