  On the road again In approximately four weeks I will be leaving America for an extended summer vacation south of the border. Origination-Normal, Ohio. Destination-Guatemala. Do I know Espanol? Nope. Have I got a plane ticket yet? Not yet. How about a place to stay? Nopers. To work? Not a chance. How exactly will I pay for it? Good question! Details, details.. I must be crazy, I think sometimes..to grab a plane ticket a few weeks before departure and fly to an unknown and strange place alone, where I don't know the language nor the adventures that lie ahead.
Sometimes I shake my head and wonder what I am getting myself into, and then I remember...everything will fall into place. It always does. And whatever happens, I will live through it. This feeling of fear...the fear of the unknown. What will happen, who will I meet, what adventures will I have...this feeling is something I wish everyone could have...my friends who are settling in for a summer of part time jobs and rent payments and normalcy.
I'm a slave to my lust for adventure. Each trip must top the last. And when I get back from each adventure, I start wondering what's next. After a month in the Andes Mnts. of Ecuador, Guatemala seemed like the next step. Besides, I can't seem to get enough of volcanoes and salsa dancing. Here's to adventure.. I will be making updates from Guatemala. Anyone who wants to receive updates by e-mail, let me know and I will add you.
" And on the road, I am surrounded by others who share my excitement for the pursuit of something different. On the road, we're all alone, all in between careers, all out of our element, and all vacationing from influence. And I'm learning that as wonderful as being "independent" and "alone" and "different" are, there is still something very special about having a community of people who share your same tastes at the dining table of life. " urlLink Solbeam . 
