Last night I finally got to see Cari’s pictures from Peru. This one was taken the second night on the Inca Trail. It’s blurry, and dim, but I love it. Remembering our campsite that night, and the spectacular view, and the impromptu disco we threw inside our tent just makes me happy.
I don’t know if I would be happy in the long term if I could hike every day and gaze at the mountains every night. Part of the reason I love it so much is probably that the moments when I am there are so few and far between. But sometimes I think that’s what would make me happiest. In most of the world, computers and sims don’t matter. But to work with people, in a beautiful place… Sometimes I think that might be enough.
