There's something about those hidden zipper compartments that get a lady going.
Written by Bessie on Friday, November 23, 2007 in United States
Feelin' amused
Kyle and I both seemed to wake up this morning with excitement for travel pumping through our veins. I've already spent some time walking around our apartment needlessly "practicing" carrying around our backpacks, pretending to be headed somewhere, but today I started unpacking my bag and trying on travel clothes. Are these the right pants to be trekking through the jungles? Why are the hips so wide and am I gonna look like some Jane of the jungle from those photos of European settlers first getting to Africa if I actually wear these pants zipped off like shorts? Huh, it looks dumb, but wearing hiking socks undernear my hiking sandals actually seem practical and comfortable. Crap. Kyle just saw me. Wide-eyed he says, "I don't care what that guy in the store said, I'm never wearing socks under my sandals."Feelin' amused
Thoughts of safest way to carry our passports in secret pockets and whether or not we'll ever have warm showers pass through my mind while I shower. How will I carry toiletries so they don't explode all over
my backpack when going through elevation on a bumpy bus? Is my dad right that if we take the bus from Guatemala to Puerto Vallarta Mexico that the 10+ bus ride might have chickens? I laugh to myself. At
least it will make for good pictures.
By now, Kyle's got on his super-camping man quick-drying with 30 spf & UV protecting pants, and something about him wearing them make me really attracted to him. A big smile spreads across my face and I
have to excitedly hop over and give him a big hug. I can't wait to go traveling with him and for us to be really using our gear in more than just our apartment, but with monkeys dangling overhead and dirt stains
on our super-camping jungle utility pants because we just got done trekking through mud to reach an overlook in a Costa Rican rainforest.
This time around, it won't be like college when I had no idea of all the crazy biting bugs and insects were around that could bite (I don't know how we got through that trip with so few incidents - but I did
have a mysterious rash for about 6 weeks that was relentless until I discovered obscene amounts of steriod cream would do the trick), ready or not, Kyle and I are headed out for an adventure and our eyes and
ears will be wide open to experience the big, bad and the beautiful of Central and South America.
