I have a lot of explaining to do.
I admit it, I promised, with the sincerest of intentions, that I would keep all of you apprised of my Peruvian adventures via my blog. Before jumping on my Avianca flight south two months ago, I vowed that my blog was going to be THE source for everything A Greener Space, adventures abroad and more.
And it was an obvious fail---radio silence for weeks my friends and I do apologize. However, in my defense, I did indeed try to blog from the remote locals I found myself in. Picture for a minute, me typing furiously on the tiny keypad of my iPhone in a dusty bar in Puerto, a giant metal fan blowing hot air full blast on my dirty self, keeping the black flies at bay. For a full two hours I labored over that first blog entry, delighted at having a wifi connection again, only to have my painstakingly-typed narrative deleted at the last click of a submit button. Ahhhnooo! The bane and terror of authors everywhere—the disappearance of unsaved script. Poof. Cry.
So, I learned a hard lesson. Don’t try to blog in the jungle. Or if you do, bring a laptop and save, save, save again.
However, with the au courant concept of instantaneous (or even semi-weekly) blogging behind me, I was afforded the opportunity to go “old school”. And so, every entry heretofore, is copied from my hand-written notebook, composed while deep in the wilds of the Peruvian jungle, where I had time, I had space and I had the ultimate connection to all things primal. Don’t misunderstand my point here; I don’t want to wax on romantically about the jungle; its a vicious, cruel, unforgiving, dangerous place make no mistake. But sitting cross-legged on a simple wooden bunkbed with only a notebook and a pen in the middle of the wildest place on earth, does allow the human mind to work in some pretty amazing ways.
I hope the following “post-dated-posts” live up to the long wait.
Disfruta y gracias!
Las Piedras, Peru