Well Peru is gone and my time there has come to an end. I now resign in the seat of a plane awaiting the next country and the next set of memorable experiences. I ended my last night in cusco with yet another wonderful international crowd that I met at Ecopackers hostel. We went out and
saw a great grunge rock cover band and then continued the party in two different disco techs until I decided it was time for bed. I laid down a little after three and was up at six surprisingly with out a hangover. When i think about what i have accomplished in a little over three weeks i am compelled to say live life to the point of tears. This leg between the chapters in my trip is my outer space and I dwell happily in this space of introspection. Often I yearn for family in these spaces and I think deeply about the last five years of my life. I say this not out of sadness but instead out of amazement. I am amazed by the good fortune bestowed upon me. My good fortune finds me not because i hold any special quality, I am insignificant. I owe it all to my friends and family. Time's eternal clock gives us no choice but to put forth amazing strength in order to live the dream inside us all. I have decided to muster the strength to live my dream or a least seek to understand it. For now I have a full tank of strength because of the lifetime of love given to me by you all. Thank you!