It's that time. It's really starting to set in and I have flashes of panic kick in from time to time. One more day and my plane will land in Peru. I've been waiting for this day for a long time, and now that my departure is imminent Im fucking gripped!
That feeling of giddy excitement and moderate panic, entering a situation which I am grossly unprepared for is most welcome. That's why I do this. That's why I choose to live on the back of my motorcycle and travel instead of settling down with a job and a house and a girl.
This may be my last SG post for a while. I don't get back in the states until April 5. I've figured out that I can email updates to my journal here, so hopefully you can follow along with my travels, but I may not be able to answer your comments any time soon, but they are deeply appreciated none the less.
As excited as I am about my trip, I owe a debt of gratitude to zenobia for making my last week in the US a crazy good time. I met her in Asheville, NC in the fall and we most unexpectedly fell for each other. She flew to Utah to visit me for a week and we had one delightful time!
The sex is sooo good. We spent most of our time fucking, and slapping and kissing and just being flat out dirty together. We went down to the desert around Moab and camped out. Sitting around the camp fire with her, watching the flames cast shadows across the red sandstone cliffs that surrounded us was amazing. We hiked a bit, climbed an old Indian look out post in the cliffs, zipped our bags together and snuggled up all night, and just enjoyed spending much quality time together in a different and beautiful environment. I really felt blessed to have her share my world for a week and Im fucking delighted that she had a good time too. All of you should go over and tell her Hi!
Ok, you guys keep in touch and keep me updated with changes in your lives. I'll be checking my email as often as possible, so use that CONTACT button on the left to send me a note!
Hasta luego Amigos!
That feeling of giddy excitement and moderate panic, entering a situation which I am grossly unprepared for is most welcome. That's why I do this. That's why I choose to live on the back of my motorcycle and travel instead of settling down with a job and a house and a girl.
This may be my last SG post for a while. I don't get back in the states until April 5. I've figured out that I can email updates to my journal here, so hopefully you can follow along with my travels, but I may not be able to answer your comments any time soon, but they are deeply appreciated none the less.
As excited as I am about my trip, I owe a debt of gratitude to zenobia for making my last week in the US a crazy good time. I met her in Asheville, NC in the fall and we most unexpectedly fell for each other. She flew to Utah to visit me for a week and we had one delightful time!
The sex is sooo good. We spent most of our time fucking, and slapping and kissing and just being flat out dirty together. We went down to the desert around Moab and camped out. Sitting around the camp fire with her, watching the flames cast shadows across the red sandstone cliffs that surrounded us was amazing. We hiked a bit, climbed an old Indian look out post in the cliffs, zipped our bags together and snuggled up all night, and just enjoyed spending much quality time together in a different and beautiful environment. I really felt blessed to have her share my world for a week and Im fucking delighted that she had a good time too. All of you should go over and tell her Hi!
Ok, you guys keep in touch and keep me updated with changes in your lives. I'll be checking my email as often as possible, so use that CONTACT button on the left to send me a note!
Hasta luego Amigos!
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