“AND the music keeps on playing on and on…”
These lands have a way of causing me to revisit this process I sometimes have of needing 2-3 days to feel fully arrived anywhere on my journeys. In the ebbs and flows, I'm at peace with it... some people never even arrive. I’ve written a lot more between now and my last entry, but haven't had the phone charge or wifi signal to post it. …this too I am totally at peace with. Ive been living rather than documenting this trip much more than ever, but with the end in sight, I'll be taking a few more photos to look back upon. I tire of these t-shirts and souvenirs, but reminiscing over photos is a priceless gold to me.
I’ll post more later; what is chronology anyway but another imposed construct of perceived order? For now, Pura Vida from the Caribbean 🤙