Well yes I know this trip isn’t exactly about comfort. We ride 5 hours a day in the heat on a small vibrating seat, sit in slow moving traffic, and today I spent a total of 7 pesos to pee in bathrooms that lack toilet paper. All these things I knew of prior to coming on this trip. Yet I’m here trying to push my self out of the comforts of home, I have had a good amount of third world travel, cold showers, seen poverty, and lived random houses with out electricity. This all was prep I suppose, we have not really experienced the homeless community, poverty yes but not really homeless. I want to really know that I don’t need to be home to be happy, that drinking that lattè that is so good isn’t really going to make my life better or worse for that day. The moments change so fast, so quickly that my perspective shouldn’t change along with the moments. That happiness really does come from your soul not what is in your pocket, your belly, or what people think of you. I am learning all this. The thought that this trip removes me from my “life” for many months terrifies me, but no I wouldn’t trade it. I think I’m starting to learn the little things but I’m sure I’ll look back on this and really understand what went on in a much better light than I do today. I know the photos don’t show how much my butt hurts or my knees after a long day yet they do show how this trip has been amazing, and will continue to be.