Peruvian Magic

When I think of travelling to Peru. I quickly think of Machu Picchu, Alpacas and the best cuisine in the world.

After spending a little more than a week, I validated the notions I had and more. Lima is filled with unique experiences from the depth of their catholic faith and traditions they hold dear. To the zeast of bring soul in their food. In fact, just by observing the locals go on their festivities - I am at awe with the way they live their lives.

I have drawn many emotions along this journey - from pain, frustration and the feeling of desolate lost hope. To triumph, redemption and realisations. It is not all glam and glitz you see in instagtam posts. You have to earn it especiallt the Inca Trail. From getting it booked in advance to actually experiencing first hand the ups and downs of the journey literally and figuratively.

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Remembering this moment that I have felt a rush of emotions from anticipation, anxiety, happiness, excitement, frustration, despair, loneliness, solitude, renewed hope, nothingness, tough exterior. Confidence. Back to my normal self.

I have been around many cities in the past 2.5 weeks that hardened my heart. Travelling solo you build wall around you. And now that I felt vulnerable. It was risky and I was left fragile.

All was not lost. Lessons were learned. I evolve. I live to get a better version of myself.

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I wasn't sure why I felt so disengaged. Was I just jet-lagged? No appetite at all. Anxiety kicks in. And I just slept as I painstakingly trying to ignore what I am going through (not that I know exactly). I woke up few minutes before midnight. And gathered my remaining ounce of inspiration. I prepared my bags for tomorrow's flight.

Maybe I am not cut out anymore to this travel style. Ageing does seek a more sophisticated but relaxed travel. I think that was the main reason I was feeling disengaged from my reality.

I have to remind that the focus is Myself! Everything else doesn't matter. Noise. Distraction.

And I hop to my uber. See you soon Cusco.

Ode to Dolores the Witch

Never had I ever experienced the harshest person in my professional history. After the longest internal deliberation I evoke the natural flow of universe's energy to take the revenge for the unfair disposition I had experience recently. I vow not take action but let karma take back what is due to me. Someday the wheels will turn and the circle back to what is just.