Although I still have almost a week left here in beautiful Mexico, I already feel that there is not enough time!
I’m currently staying at a funny little hostel (*Hostel Chalupa. No joke) on an awkward street in central Tulum. I’m in a big dorm room filled all my favorite types of backpackers. Everything I have is coated with a thin layer of sand and my body is marked with hundreds of bug bites, but I’m incredibly content here.
I’ve spent my day: on the beach, editing photos, walking nowhere just to find pretty light and big bottles of water, trying to understand and communicate my feelings with my limited understanding of Spanish, contemplating just how sick I would get if I did drink the water, making plans, not making plans, and most of all quietly observing my surroundings.
I welcome the heat, the gorgeous water, and the sand. And most of all, days spent like these.
My eyes are happy seeing new things (as always) and over the course of the past three days, I’ve taken over three thousand photos!
[Photo: On a reserve, Tulum, Quintana Roo, Mexico// Grace Farson]
Our days are full of adventures -> in a new place -> in a new language -> in the heat -> in fields -> in forests . . .
And I couldn’t ask for much more than that right now.
“I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)” – e. e. Cummings