Tonight I had real New York pizza. And although the city that never sleeps is in the oppostite direction from Honduras due to the most ridiculous plane ticket ever, I ended up New York city traffic listening to the Mets game on the radio . The more I travel the more I have come to realize that what I expect and what actually happens are usually not even remotely close.
I am so relieved that this trip has finally started. The planning involved for this trip has been an experience in itself. Of course my stomach was in knots earlier but now that I have begun traveling I can hardly wait to get to Tela. I have missed Latin America so much! I am ready to return to the place where time doesn't seem to exist and stress seems to melt away because everything can be done manana.
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