Honestly, I never would have thought I'd begin blogging again. Livejournal was a big part of my internet life, years and years ago, but I haven't put any thought into blogging in many years and never would have thought I would again. However, my life has changed recently, so much so that I absolutely HAVE to document it. I don't care, in any way at all, if anyone but me ever reads this. In many ways I would prefer to write this by hand, however in the years since I've finished school my handwriting has become chicken scratch and my hand would probably get cramped in about two minutes, so the internet beats hand-writing. At the same time, while I say I don't really care if anyone reads this, if people choose to, fuck yeah, hope you enjoy it and feel free to comment or whatever. Meow.
So, until two weeks ago, I'd never really traveled. Although even as I type that sentence I realize it's not really true. But let me begin there. At the moment, I live in Ottawa, ON. At the moment, I am typing this from Caye Caulker, Belize. What prompted me to start this blog was my drive this morning. Today I left Sarah and Robin in El Remate, Guatemala, where they were heading to Flores, and I had to get back to Belize to catch my flight out of Belize City tomorrow afternoon. While I was sitting int he passenger seat, starting out the window of my shuttle bus, I actually felt my heart break a little. Staring out that window, I knew I had to see MORE. This little taste I had of Guatemala couldn't cut it. I want to see more, do more, NOW. Driving out of that country was excrutiating, even though I knew I was headed to the island paradise I'm currently sitting in. I need to see more.
Before this trip, I'd only ever been outside of Canada about a dozen times. Three times to las Vegas (incredible fucking fun), once to Los Angeles (pretty much hell, except Hollywood), and many times to New York City (my favorite place in the world, felt like home the first time I stepped out of my taxi in Manhattan). The trip I'm on now came about as a result of me jumping onto a trip my friend Sarah and her fiance, Robin, had planned. THey're backpacking around Central America for three months, and invited me to join them. Sarah suggested meeting them in Belize, so we could hang out on a beach. While I've never been keen to the idea of a resort vacation, Iw anted to go somewhere, so I said YES PLEASE. I also decided to treat my best friend to (what I thought would be), an amazing Christmas gift, so I brought her along.
This brings us to Monday, December 6th. I'd say that's the day my life changed forever, but I know it's not exactly true. Thats the day we got to the island. Caye Caulker, Belize. An absolute tropical paradise. However, the second I got here, I knew I didn't want this to be the entirety of my trip. If I was in Central America, I wanted MORE. So I asked Sarah where they were planning to head after this, and could they begin a few days ahead of schedule, so we could tag along? She said yes, of course, so the plans were set in motion to head to San Ignacio, Belize. Once we got there, I knew at once my life was changed. I was a traveller. Unfortunately, for Ashley, my best friend, it wasn't the same, and she was unhappy. It's a very strange feeling to have someone you're close to in so many ways feel to different from you in something.
Anyway. That's enough for now. The sun has almost set to my right, and this is my lastnight here before I head back to frozen Canada. When I'm home I'll write up my adventures, which include some sandy fun with an adorable british boy, lots of hiking, and some birds who tried to kill me.
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