MY 33

So here I am in the Cruz del Sur bus terminal waiting for endless hours for my bus to leave to Huaraz. I´ve had breakfast, listened to some music, did some crossword puzzles, cut some Alta Montanha stickers and just finished watching “500 days of Summer”. In all those moments I kept asking myself what the hell I am doing here without script and no date of return. Goodness! The deliciously guilty and precise feeling of total uncertainty!

I´m already starting to lose the track of time as in, not knowing which day or weekday we´re in. Or getting tot he end of the day and realizing I didn´t even miss not checking Facebook. I then watch 35 to make myself feel less guilty about being “one of those people” (sorry dad).

Sometimes I am indeed afraid of myself and these crazy ideas of mine. Can´t wait to meet the boys and climb like there´s no tomorrow! 😀

This is a pretty intimate post. Just a happy blurb though. Needed to share. 😉

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Written by Cissa

Fanatic alpinist, rock climber, and wannabe surfer. Sports and travel content writer and graphic designer in the meantime. Self sponsored, based out of a haul bag.

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