This past week this blog has surpassed 5,000 WordPress followers. Five thousand is a massive number to wrap my mind around. 5,000 people are connected to my stories, thoughts, opinions, and the viewfinder of my camera. From a digital standpoint in today’s world it’s really not that large of a number. There are endless amounts of personal websites, blogs, instagram accounts, and everything else that can allow a personal notification whenever someone posts, tweets, or uploads a video that have hundreds of thousands of people connected to their handle. But 5,000 people from a visual perspective is an enormous capacity for me to imagine. If everyone of these 5,000 followers were all in the same place at the same time it would fill a medium-sized concert venue. Not only that, in the center of the stage is me at the keyboard of my laptop. That’s an unnerving thought, and one that casually enters my brain right as my finger is reaching for the “publish” button.
A big reason I began writing this blog was to bring along friends and family on a trip that I knew I could never in a million years get them to be there with me in person. I wanted to carry them through the adventure of going for something that you wanted but thought you couldn’t have. Before we took off, Elissa and I had full time jobs that had benefits, insurance, and stability of a steady stream of income bi-weekly. It can be hard to walk away from a situation like that. Life can easily present you with 5,000 reasons to not take a step into the unknown. I wanted to show everyone out there that if you really want to you can find a reason that will hold more water than all of the 5,000 potential problems put together. It could be anything: I want to see the sun rise on a beach in Honduras, or ride a slow cargo ship through the amazon basin, or work on an organic farm in the hills of Colombia, or read a book a week for 6 months somewhere other than here. The point is, perspective is all relative to the angle that you are looking at it. You have to actually go for it. Heck, I would by lying if I said that it wasn’t hard for me to do. In fact, if it weren’t for Elissa I’m positive that the story wouldn’t have ever developed. It wouldn’t even have left the cutting room floor. But the journey did take place, and if you’re reading this then I’m sure you’ve joined along for a destination or two some where along the road. And, speaking from my heart, that is an amazing idea for me to ponder on. And I want to personally thank all of you for that… in person… in Mexico. See you there in 2 weeks?
I want to say thank you to all of those who have inspired me to keep the story going until it’s inevitable last page. That day will be bittersweet, both a celebration and a feeling of loss, like pages in a book that will never get filled. Luckily there’s still much more ground to cover for now, and I’m certain that there will be more adventures to come, both in travel and life in general. Some of the best parts of my days are going back to these places in my mind. Reliving this journey has been a treat that I love to savor, and I think that can be seen within the words that come forth from my fingertips. I often find myself smiling when I write.
Writing on this blog has challenged me in ways that are hard to pinpoint in words at this time. Some obvious side effects are discipline, perseverance, and development of my style of writing. I want to thank each and every one of you readers personally for taking the time to read my thoughts and ignoring most of my grammatical errors. The comments left behind tell me that some of you are actually reading what comes out of my head, and enjoying it. That means more to me than you’ll ever know.