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after my little South American tour 8 months ago, I found myself back in sunny Juneau, Alaska leading whale watching and hiking tours showing off the incredible state that I was born and raised in. This lasted for a solid 5 months. whales, orcas, bears, living in a tent on the beach or my trusty blazer during rainy & stormy nights or the bunker house waaaay up in the hills of downtown Juneau. Hiking trails with friends like Frannie, stealing Lena from Charlie, jumping off the docks with Gabe whereas shortly afterwards being covered completely in cold hives. yes. this is a real thing. I have aquired Cold Urticaria. I am now literally allergic to cold weather and literally break out in hives if exposed to the elements. Its a fun thing though. Having that, and my chronic hiccups averaging about 20 a day.
so, the summer season came spiraling to an end. the bears went up to their caves in the mountains, the whales migrated to warmer waters, and i hopped on a plane to wyoming where i camped with my friend brandon (who i met in valdez) for 3 weeks climbing mountains and drinking homemade dandelion wine. i fell in love with the cirque of the towers in the wind river range. spent less than a week at city of rocks in southern idaho and climbed almost every day in teton canyon which was strategically placed only 10 minutes away from brandon's huge farm in alta, wy.
tick tock. tick tock. its time to keep moving.
i hopped on a bus from idaho to SLC to spend the night with "beautiful billy" and say hello to some of my utah friends. fun times fun times fun times.
early early the next morning, billy dropped me off at the airport and i flew to texas to meet dylan aka "dil pickle crochet master" in the airport. together we frolicked through the airport (by frolick i mean we ran really fast because we almost missed out flight). alas, we made it, ordered a coffee and then fell asleep until... touchdown.
welcome to asheville, north carolina.
the first thing we did was to take a bus to papa's and beer for THE most delicious mexican food ever. then gabe, an old hippy college friend from the tiny town of sitka scooped us up and took us away to his palace in downtown asheville.
for 3 days, dylan and i rocked homemade glow in the dark costumes and danced our music filled hearts out at the MOOG festival for Halloween weekend. That weekend, my life ultimately changed forever.
Off to Florida i go to pay the old visit to the one and only: auntie Carol. relax and decompress from a head spinning weekend prior. 4 days go by. see you later USA!
another plane. only $40.00 later though. crammed on a Spirit Airlines flight. I fall asleep. I wake up. Im in Nicaragua.
So here I am.
Back in the digital world of online posting in the Nicaraguan jungle.
