Colombia, you were a freaking treat but I really must get home.
According to my camera roll, we ate a lot of food, did stuff and then drank a lot of coffee. Like - A lot. I was a solid tourist the last few weeks, completely fell in love with Medellin. Shout out to @danielbryn for making me laugh, generally at my own cost. Actually, always. Man can also take a photo. Will even risk my life for a shot (see approaching car above) 🙄 I’m constantly telling people - TRAVEL. It’s not the fantasy of over glorified perfect days like we generally daydream about. Travel is tough. It’s dangerous. It can get seriously lonely sometimes. It’s raw and it asks a lot of you. You have to our you big kid pants on take a lot of responsibility. You need to be alert but kind. Open but have boundaries. You see parts of yourself you didn’t know existed and you drop parts of yourself that were simply routine taking over. It strips life back, it strips you back to the core of what really matters. You get tired and lost and sometimes you even get robbed (or leave your wallet on top of an ATM) and it pushes every button you have and triggers a ton of fear. And that of course, is why you have to do it. 😏 I’m current en route to Chile to fly home tomorrow and am pumped to have some ozzie sand under my feet, get my skate board back and open an email or 799 that’s awaiting me. The next few months of work are pretty rad, I’m psyched to get back. Life is good. Ciao!