The first few days at home were spent catching up on shows like Mad Men and Shameless, which to our delight were on Netflix/On Demand. We also watched Gone with the Wind and lots of other movies, and I finally had my fix of cereal and almond milk. We enjoyed seeing family and friends and catching up, but I found it hard to explain to people all the things we have done and seen, and I found also that people tended to lose interest after a few minutes of talking about our trip. I've read it on Nomadic Matt's blog, and to quote him, "long term travel is like being pregnant...." Only people who have experienced pregnancy can fully understand and appreciate the experience. Fellow travelers we have met are keen to share stories and give tips, but those who have not been on the road for an extended amount of time cannot fully appreciate and understand the depth of how much it molds and infuences you as a human being. It was nice to share some stories and catch up with what we had missed the past few months, though.
After the jetlag and shock of being back in familiarity subsided, we began to notice things we had forgotten about. While watching TV, the amount of pharmaceutical and political campaign commercials basically ruled the airwaves. We had not seen or heard about drugs or politicians for a while, and it was great. Then the food.... I have widened my food choices during this trip, thanks to the high quality of food they get in Australia. After having strange cravings for chicken, and having it weigh on my vegetarian concious, I ordered a free-range grilled chicken meal at a restaurant, and it was great. I decided that my body was craving things for a reason, and while I do not want to harm living things (part of the yoga philosophy) I also don't want to harm myself.. After feeling like something was missing and needing some kind of variety, I "gave in"...
We have been places where food is culture, and now we were back to the land of GMOs, unpronounceable preservatives, farmed fish, hormone-pumped meats, and all things large. To put it bluntly, I've been spoiled by the places and people who we often think of being part of the "developing world" with their food! I have been dreaming of the fresh pho and delicious Thai food of months past..
Then I saw the meat at Publix and remembered how crazy our food system is... A chicken breast should be around the size of your palm, an these buggers were around the size of my size 8 foot. Crazy. My stomach was so messed up for the time we were home for who knows what reason.. Could have been the preservatives they put on bagged spinach and lettuce, or the preservatives in packaged foods like cereal, or the chemicals that go in to almost anything that comes from a box. All I know is I will not be able to eat like I have been while we've been traveling. I forgot about how much wheat and bread in the US causes me issues, and here I am in a "developing country" buying bread everyday because it grows mold overnight. I'm pretty sure the bread in my mom's pantry, if left unopened, will be good when we get back to the US. And I won't be eating it. I hate to bash on my home country, but we need to get it together, and there's too many big Agribusiness people putting their fingers in too many pies. Ok, rant over. :)
It was great to see my family while we were back, and notice that while I had changed a lot during the past few months, things there were still the same.. That's the funny thing about being away from home and seeing all the things we have seen,meeting people from all around the world, and seeing different perspectives.
After checking out our bank account (which died a slow death in Australia, but it was worth it) we decided that we would have to cut our trip short by 2 weeks and would not make it to Brazil for the World Cup. Unfortunately, Brazil and FIFA has basically priced out all the "regular" fans and want to sell the tickets to big corporations. The going price for a hostel bed, in a 10 person dorm, in Sao Paolo was $150 per night. So yes, it would be $300 per night for our dynamic duo. Not. Happening. We ended up changing our inbound and outbound flight to Lima, Peru... Where our "exotic" travels together began 3 years ago, and we spent a month traveling around and doing cool things like the Inka Trail.
We are currently working at a beachside hostel in Huanchaco, which is about 10 hours north of Lima. The work is pretty easy, the people are cool and easy to get along with, and I can walk to the local market and get fresh groceries everyday. We are working here for 3 weeks total, in exchange for a place to sleep, and then our trip of a lifetime is coming to a close. The bad thing is, we are already thinking about how we can get back down to South America and do it properly.. There are so many other countries we want to visit down here! We wanted to go to Colombia, Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia, and then to Brazil, but it's not happening. We will have to work and save again for a less-lengthy trip, but we definitely have the travel bug, and bad!
My next post will be all about what life is like working in a surf hostel...... If you can imagine 27 surfer guys and girls in a cheap beachside town in Peru!