A Journey Begins
(Using my phone) I'm lying in the v-berth on Iolanthe, my dad's smaller sailboat moored opposite the boat on which he lives in South San Francisco. I'm staying here tonight to save me from the frustration and uncertainty of making the hellish morning drive to SFO from Modesto in commuter traffic. Tomorrow morning I will leave for Peru, reuniting with an old friend and surely having a grand little adventure of a vacation. I'm excited, nervous, anxious, exhausted, and honestly probably a bit manic. I'm ok with all of that though. To experience life we have to avoid the comfort zone. We have to be awkward and uncertain. We have to get comfortable feeling uncomfortable. What my monkey mind is doing right now: Did I pack too many clothes? Did I forget anything? Are my boots going to hurt by the third day of hiking? How bad is my altitude sickness going to be? I hope we find a place that makes good cuy (like I'd know the difference). I can't wait to try the anticu...