and oh so many things to be thankful for.
Work continues at the garage.
Reality is slowly setting in.
All part of working with government i guess.
Okay, not so much a plan, but at least a step.
Oh how time flies…
We change our focus a bit.
wow. talk about taking some time away.
We found it.
Why are we building a travel trailer again?
We are pretty game for any sport or activity…
We continue to put in long hours and days working on the camper.
There’s just something about working with your hands.
I spent the last month designing our teardrop camper in 3d.
from a guy who doesnt drink beer…
its about time…
ever wake up in the morning and feel like you just missed an entire day, week (or year)?
Ive been pondering this a lot lately.
We seem to be attending a lot of birthday parties lately.
that makes 10 times in 5years
Its beginning to find its way to the surface.
“there’s no such thing as a small act of kindness. Every act creates a ripple with no logical end.” – Scott Adams
One more thing to love about portland.
It’s been an interesting week for us.
Travel with Purpose.
Everyone warned us that 2 weeks home and we would be done…
Maybe the best weekend ever.
The culture shock continues.
Ahhh Portland, we have missed you.
Tomorrow we’re heading home. How very odd.
In the morning we head for san jose.
We continue south and start prep for our trip home.
Or at least a decision…
We take off and make the beach just fine. Apparently i’m now officially a mechanic (as long as nothing important is broken).
We finally decide its time to pull away from our hilltop hostel, coast downhill and see how far we can make it …
Sometimes things just fall into place…
A much needed rest with a great friend.
Working to assess the damage.
Our drive to the next nicaraguan beach has a few bumps in the road, and our plans change again.
We’ve come to a realization over the last few days.
Finally make our way to the end of the dirt road.
We finally drive south from las penitas and stop in Leon for supplies.
Our time in Nica has been spent slowly passing the days staring at the ocean.
We hit the road early and make it to the honduran border crossing.
We pull into tunco knowing that it’s a bit too busy for us, but needing to get online again and knowing we …
Our time in el zonte is a paradox between the tranquillo serenity onshore and the power constantly crashing just meters away offshore. …
We eventually learn that in this small bay there are many things that can be difficult to find.
Nothing but wind and waves in El Salvador.
its a bit slower than planes, trains and automobiles, but we make it work…