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“It is when you leave everything that is familiar, and venture into the unfamiliar. This is when you find your truth”. -OneNomadWoman
Melissa’s first blogging award!A nice and loud shout out to Spirit of Enzo tweeter at @spiritofenzo and blogger at SpiritOfEnzo for nominating me for a Liebster Award, my first blogging award.The Liebster Award is an online award given out by fellow bloggers to new bloggers with under 500 followers to congratulate them / highlight their blog. It is a great way of networking and introducing new people and sharing ideas in the community and having a bit of fun.The Rules
Thank the blogger who gave it to you.
Answer the eleven questions they ask you.
Nominate eleven bloggers with less than 500 followers.
Ask those eleven bloggers eleven questions.
Let those bloggers know that they have been nominated so they can continue the chain.
So Spirit of Enzo, here are my #liebsteraward answers;
My questions are
1- What has been your favorite travel destination and why?
2- If you could only carry 5 things in your backpack, what would they be?
3- Do you have any funny communication gone wrong stories from your travels?
4- Hostels or Camping. If you had to chose, which one and why?
5- Craziest thing you have ever seen while traveling.
6- Your greatest lesson learned from travels so far…
7- Where have you met the most hospitable people on your journey?
8- How much time do you devote to maintaining your blog/social media each week?
9- Have you found ways to reduce time spent on your site yet still remain productive with the content and reach? If so, how?
10- How do you fund your travels?
11- Top 3 pieces of advice for anyone considering being a traveler/blogger.
Thank you and I look forward to reading your answers soon! Please tweet me @onenomadwoman when they are ready so I can learn and share more about you and your adventures!
Beyond the roads…
There is something in the distance
An ever elusive
Chasing through the shrouded forests
Of the mind
Searching the soul
For it’s purpose
I am led to my heart
Which never fails to miss a beat
Breathe in deeply
Inhale the wonder within you
Don’t fear the unknown
Let it consume you
Beyond the roads you will find the path
The one that will lead you back to yourself
For it is this that you have been searching for all along
Just keep walking
Beyond the roads
And the light will show you the way
Written by: Melissa Jennewein
Part Three: It isn’t the end of the world after all. . . but there is literally shit everywhere…
After surviving the end of the world, my first instinct was to find Megajuggles and see if she was ok. Making my way up the mudslide bank of what was left of the edges of this once gentle passage of water, I slip, slide and crawl to the top. Relieved to see that the water had not reached Megas tent, I rush over and open it to find Miss Megajuggles doing some interior decorating. Laughing and spilling loads of water as I fall inside she asked what’s happening outside. Really? Don’t you know we just survived the end of the world? She starts laughing too and I take her hand to show her what she is missing.
A few hours after watching the once peaceful sanctuary turn into a wild, dangerous jungle in what seemed like an instant, the sun finally began to rise.
Yep. It’s damage control time. As we began to walk the rivers edge, we started meeting hundreds of people who has been camped along that no longer once existing edge that had been swallowed within an hour. Along with the old edge, the river also devoured tents, backpacks, passports, supplies- everything. There were now literally hundreds of people left with nothing but the clothes on their back (some of them haha) – but they had something so much more- they had a community willing to pull together for them to help in all ways needed whether it be sharing food, water, clothes, shelter or supplies. This day was intended to be a day of silence for the camp, and many were going to the Mayan Ruins for the big ceremony that would be held to honor this time of what the Mayans believed to be very significant. Yea, well, that went out the window as people scrambled to find things that they needed, to decide whether they would stay or leave the campgrounds, and even to pass the river rapids to exist the property.
After helping in the ways that we could (making soup and assisting people trying to cross) Mega and I met with two other lovely female travelers from San Francisco to discuss our next move. The first thing on all of our minds were the shit pits. They are just what they sound like- deep pits dug in rows to poop in. And they were located in 4 places around the river, so after that flash flood, there was literally shit everywhere. It was a unanimous decision that we would be leaving today in order to avoid possibly getting sick.
And we were not the only one’s – about 1000 people were also attempting to leave this day as well; people were packing up everywhere. Somehow magically scoring a truck within an hour we hopped in the back with our gear and laughed at how crazy the night and day had been as it bumped down the road and back into Palenque.
Once in Palenque we met up with many other travelers who had ventured late the previous night towards the ruins and their stories were amazingly similar but the endings were quite different. Of course everyone got soaked along the hike (along with all their gear which I can imagine became quite heavy) but as there was this flash flood, the usual people guarding the temples were no where to be found. We heard tales of groups of people making their way to the temples, and climbing inside of them to get warm and dry. We met a couple who explained they started a coconut oil massage party inside one of the temples that sounded oh so delectably tempting to be a part of- something like 60 naked people all massaging each other with coconut oil as the world was ending – what a great idea!
The girls and I decided to share a hotel room and take some time to think about where the next adventure could be had. It was there that I explained to Megajuggles that I wanted to go to Guatemala and to a place called Lake Atitlan for the new years celebration of 2013. She thought about it, but as we had a week before new years, we decided to see San Cristobal De Las Casas first which is where we met Milly (a riot of a traveler, and the girl with the record number of times having her purse picked off) and met a man who we kept bumping into along our journey through Mexico as well as had the worst google translation possibly in all history. But we will start with San Cristobal De Las Casas…
Coming Soon: San Cristobal De Las Casas – The city stuck back in time…