It’s easy to get stuck in your comfort zone. Especially, if you live at the Caribbean beach that the rest of the world calls a paradise on earth. That is exactly what happened with me. I spent a year in kilometers of sunlit sand, without really exploring all the beauty that surrounded me. Not only because it would be impossible to see everything in a lifetime, but mostly because there were always more important things to do than travel around. Because there were always too many friends around to travel. And maybe because I took it all for granted and felt like I have all my life to discover it. All my life except the moment I have right now.
After harsh winter I’d spent in North I received a blessing to return back in the jungle. To the jungle I used to call home just a moment ago. The jungle where my heart had been brought out of the shell and seen the light for the first time. This time I arrived as a visitor. But ended up as a traveler. Finally. And it was as a slap with a wet paddle. I didn’t regret that I hadn’t traveled the year before. It was a great awareness of how lucky I am to have had a chance to live in the middle of such beauty. At last, I took that two hour drive to see the flamingos that have been behind my back all that time. But I had been too busy to turn around.Photo by Alfonso Garrido