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The Altitude is High, and So Am I

The ride here was cold but bearable. I cried a little—in a good way, in a joyful way—in an I-am-having-the-adventure-of-a-lifetime way. For miles to our left, the volcano Cotopaxi smiled through the clouds. Her snowy peaks peeking through as if to say, “yes, my love, this is where you’re meant to be.”

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Fear, Dare, and Build

t’s 8:05pm. I’m sitting in 26F, a window seat. Josh is in 27B, middle seat one row behind me. The clutter of people trying to change seats with other travelers on Wingo, the Ryan Air of Latin America, led us to decide it would be easier to sit apart for the short 1.5 hour flight from Panama City to Bogota.

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Dang Diabetic Defalcator

Not a defecator, you guys. A defalcator. In a sad turn of events today, my phone was stolen from our hostel lobby. This morning Josh and I were planning to ride from Boquete, Panama, to Santiago. Around 10:30am, we finished up our coffee and bananas and decided we better pack up as check out was 11:00am.

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Josh Rides Solo

A lot has happened since our latest blog post, which I think was written from Guatemala. Rachel flew out of Guatemala City to New York City and I (Josh here!) rode quickly through several countries. We reunited in San Jose Costa Rica after a week apart and we’re already in Panama! 

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Bienvenidos a Central America

I’m sitting at a long, raw edge wood table. One designed for communal meals. Running along it’s center is a living garden. Plants grow out of it where centerpieces would be. Across the table, I can see Utopia Hostel’s bar.

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