I don't know if it because I am leaving the country soon, because I am on summer vacation, or because it is simply summer (maybe all three?) but I find myself increasingly aware of the gem that is Fort Collins, Colorado. I have spent the last couple of days riding my bike around town trying to get the little necessities for my trip done. During these times, I am hyper-aware of the simple beauty that this town has to offer: an undeveloped corner full of prairie dogs chattering, a gaggle of bikers waiting while the train crosses through town, and a sky so blue, so full of white cotton clouds that after a year, I still find myself marveling at the precious blue of my overhead. Where I grew up, only after the rare rain or Santa Ana winds blew through, did the sky just dazzle in clear blue and white. "The Simpson" clouds is what I have nicknamed them.
As for my trip, I am throughly excited. Except for those few times I was lucky enough to accompany my girlfriend down across the Tijuana border while she took photographs, I haven't left this country in a decade....and damn-it, the time has come for me to go somewhere. In this whole world, I choose to explore Yucatan, Mexico. I am baffled by why? Why Yucatan? - as a solo woman traveler, wouldn't Europe be a wiser choice? So, I continue to ask the questions: What does Yucatan have in store for me? What adventures? Lessons? Life fun and heartbreak? I am really excited to find out the answers to these questions and those that I never thought to ask.