decided to post the memory.
Ciudad Perdida (the lost city)
-if/when you ever decide to travel to colombia, a must do hike. (...just dont get lost).
this man taught me how to make a fire, and how to cook an healthy and savory meal for 3 or 4 people in just 1 pot.
she sold probably one of the best gatorades ive ever had in my life.
the last portion of the hike involved crossing this river about 6 times. some took off their shoes so their so socks wouldnt get wet. some had sandals. some (like me) were too lazy to untie laces so just walked through it. at one point, lost..me and my boy Jess were just walking down the center of the river. water up to our waists, the current strong, trying to find our way back on the path.
and like so many other analogies for life, after hiking for 3 days...tired, anxious, dirty, you reach the top. see the remains of a once thriving city...and everything immediately makes sense. the waterfalls and unbelievable view don't hurt either.
its obvious why the king of every jungle usually has a spot way up at the top of the mountain. like the eagles who have nests in the higest branches on the tallest trees. a place where nobody else can easily get to. a place where you can have peace, enjoy the view..and most importantly, see everything below you.
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