The blooper reel of my trip plays out in my mind and makes me laugh as I imagine what other adventures and stories I would have if I could keep traveling. As I sit here scratching the smattering of bright red mosquito bites on my legs (compliments of Iguazu and not having had repellent), I know that a sense of humor has been one of my best tools this trip.
A Reflection of Solo Traveling in Argentina
“No man should go through life without once experiencing healthy, even bored solitude in the wilderness, finding himself depending solely on himself and thereby learning his true and hidden strength.” – Jack Kerouac, The Lonesome Traveler When I landed in Buenos Aires last Saturday I had wished for one thing only: that my… [Read More]
