We spent a wonderful month in Santa Marta in a beachfront apartment in El Rodadero. It felt extraordinary to fall asleep to the strong beating of the waves on the shore, the howl of the wind on breezy nights, and to witness beautiful sunsets for 27 days straight. I almost didn’t want to leave.
Many people who travel full-time say that this lifestyle isn’t for those who are uncomfortable with a high level of uncertainty. I am risk-averse, and I am definitely not comfortable with uncertainty. But here I am—uncomfortable, fearful, yet marching on and stretching the boundaries of what I thought I could do. I’m standing in faith, hand in hand with my family, hoping that we all become better people by the time we finish this adventure with the kids, and also dreaming of a new adventure with my husband when the kids are independent. Because it turns out, I do like to travel: to see new people, new places, new ways of living, new struggles; to taste new flavors; and to open my heart wide enough to hold it all.
