Two Roads Diverged…

If you have followed my story at all, you know that I have been lucky enough to be a part of a family that yearns for adventure. Not just taking trips, but pushing boundaries in a way that’s thrilling and eventful. These journeys are often incredibly humbling.

We recently took a day trip through the mountains of Colombia in our 1946 Jeep Willys. The journey was what you would consider “off the beaten path.” Several times, the car got stuck in deep trenches and it took everything in us to get it out.

We encountered little to no cars along our journey, but we did encounter very small living spaces. Mind you, these roads were tough to manage for our Jeep that’s meant for this terrain, so it’s tough to think about the getting to and from these houses into civilization. We enjoyed so many incredible views and the journey was incredibly humbling. When we live in a fast paced world full of technology, convenience, and everything we need at our finger tips, we seldom stop to think about those who don’t enjoy the same luxuries. And although many of these people are perfectly content with their situations, it’s empowering to empathize with them in order to gain a holistic perspective on the world.

To wrap up the journey, we spent about three hours in the dark, rain pouring, with no windows or doors on our car. The trip was exhausting as it took every muscle in me to keep from being thrown out of the car.  However everyone was too content with the unique adventure we experienced to be too concerned, and I fell asleep that night joyed knowing that I pushed my limits to live my dash.



Live your dash

I once attended a conference where I heard a powerful poem entitled The Dash. It goes like this:

The Dash

by Linda Ellis

I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on the tombstone
from the beginning…to the end.

He noted that first came the date of birth
and spoke of the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time
that they spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved them
know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own,
the cars…the house…the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.

So, think about this long and hard.
Are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left
that can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough
to consider what’s true and real
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we’ve never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect
and more often wear a smile,
remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy is being read,
with your life’s actions to rehash…
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent YOUR dash?-

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I was incredibly impacted by this poem and it instantly shifted my perspective on life. I knew from then that I wanted to live my life investing in my ‘dash.’ This means actively investing in my interests and ideas, while creating a positive impact on the world around me. I’ve always been fascinated by photography, and have recently decided to jump in. Photography and travel exist in great harmony and I’m excited to pursue an interest I’ve had for some time now. If you or anyone you know could benefit from this little inspiration, feel free to share!


Let’s get started…

Traveling is something that’s been engrained as a value in my family from a young age. Right next to honesty, respect, and responsibility, I was always taught the importance of experiencing culture.

I was born in Colombia, so my journey to the United States was my first out of the country trip. From there we traveled back and forth several times. My first time to Europe was to Madrid, Spain, on a family vacation. At that age museums and tours were not only unbearably boring, but they were how I defined “traveling.”

During my college career, I had the opportunity to push my boundaries of traveling past a family vacation. After my first solo trip on a Study Abroad to Denmark, Sweden, and Norway, I was bit by the travel bug and began itching for more. After my undergraduate graduation, I backpacked Europe for about 2 months and really began to understand my love for the world.

Although I saw some incredible places and was immersed in beautiful cultures, I began to realize the humility of what it means to travel. Sure, enjoying a cup of coffee in an Italian villa and overlooking the Mediterranean Sea off the edge of Santorini was great, but what the pictures don’t show is how humble traveling can make you feel.

When I decided I wanted to begin this blog, getting started was tough. How was I going to separate myself from the hundreds of people blogging their incredible adventures all over the world? I took the time to think about traveling as a holistic entity and decided I wanted to paint the story far beyond the incredible views. Because it’s not always a pretty journey, and you will meet people that have faced significant hardships in a way that will sit you down and reassess yourself. Travel is a powerful force and I believe that this humility is what truly brings together the people passionate about embarking on these humble journeys. I want to portray the entire picture- the beautiful views, but also the incredibly powerful experience that is to travel.

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