A PERIPATETIC JOURNEY
not all who wander are lost
Sierra NEvada de Santa Marta
The road up into the mountains was sometimes concrete, but more often it was rutted and bumpy. It is only one lane, so if two cars going in the opposite direction meet, either one has to back up until they can make some room, or they just squeeze by each other while the passengers try not to think of the steep drop-off on the right. There is a lot of coffee growing up in the mountains and it has to get downhill to be sold somehow. On our way back down to Santa Marta we encountered at least six of these trucks slowly making their way downhill.
I still dream of waking up next to a nice view of the mountain. I used to be scared of travelling on the mountainside because I have heard enough horror stories but sometimes we just need to grow up and learn to ignore all these little things we have grown to fear the most so we can move on and just find ourselves missing them once in a while, just like an old flame. Yes, we can learn to unlearn to fear things we would rather love and we can get nostalgic about letting this fear go. Now that's really weird I think.
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