Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Ecuador
In two and a half hours, I am waking up.
In nine and a half hours, I will be eating breakfast in Miami International Airport.
In nineteen and a half hours, I will be in Quito, Ecuador.
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