So I've started attending a Sunday morning "church" service at the Hub, the hostel I stayed at the first week I came to Santiago. It's a very informal, open, non-denominational setting, usually with a cast of visiting peace-corp travelers and ex-pats from the U.S. I LOVE it. Plus being a part of a little community like that definitely has its perks. Take for example the conversation that followed the service yesterday.
Jake: "So Joe and I are going to take our motorcycles to Sosua today, wanna join?"
Ummmm, is that even a question? Hell ya I want to go! You had me at motorcycle, but add a scenic tropical mountain highway and a day at the beach and you've pretty much just made all my wildest dreams come true. Actually, I'm pretty sure those three things have never been in my wildest dreams before, but they totally should have been, because come on, what could be more awesome than that combination?!
Me: "Right now?"
Jake: "Ya, right now."
With a face-splitting grin (I couldn´t hide it, I was so excited) I took off sprinting home to get my bathing suit right then and there and made it back in about 15 minutes just as they were pulling out there motorcycles and getting ready to leave. Talk about spontaneity.
The day, much like the motorcycle ride, flew by, but here, you can take a look for yourself.
Jake: "So Joe and I are going to take our motorcycles to Sosua today, wanna join?"
Ummmm, is that even a question? Hell ya I want to go! You had me at motorcycle, but add a scenic tropical mountain highway and a day at the beach and you've pretty much just made all my wildest dreams come true. Actually, I'm pretty sure those three things have never been in my wildest dreams before, but they totally should have been, because come on, what could be more awesome than that combination?!
Me: "Right now?"
Jake: "Ya, right now."
With a face-splitting grin (I couldn´t hide it, I was so excited) I took off sprinting home to get my bathing suit right then and there and made it back in about 15 minutes just as they were pulling out there motorcycles and getting ready to leave. Talk about spontaneity.
The day, much like the motorcycle ride, flew by, but here, you can take a look for yourself.
To the beach!
Roadside fruit.
Those mountains will never get old. My picture-taking skills are not doing them justice.
I wish I would have taken some more pictures at the actual beach, but sometimes, in the middle of fun and good conversation, snapping pictures just doesn´t occur to you.
It did however, occur to me to take a pic of this guy trying to sell live crabs. Random, I know.
Anyways, After splashing around in the water a bit, trying out the local cuisine, and catching a few rays, we hopped back on the bikes. Sun-kissed and wind-blown, we race the sunset back to Santiago.
It did however, occur to me to take a pic of this guy trying to sell live crabs. Random, I know.
Anyways, After splashing around in the water a bit, trying out the local cuisine, and catching a few rays, we hopped back on the bikes. Sun-kissed and wind-blown, we race the sunset back to Santiago.
RSS Feed
