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hola! i´m writing today from changuinola panama. took a boat into town to check in with the internet world, and to pick up a few key provisionals namely chocolate and a hammock! i had no idea what this adventure would entail. so far i have not felt alone even though i have been travelling solo. lonely planet has really changed the nature and culture of travel. there is always someone going the same direction. i have not lost trust in people. in fact i am gaining it.



on my 4th night, i witnessed my first mama leatherback. we got to her just as she was laying her eggs, nest already dug, 153 cm in length (just the shell). Cesar, one of the locals working with us, was asking me about a few questions after a very silent 4 hours of walking under the rising moon and millions of stars.. do you have a boyfriend? si. do you have a son? no. do you have a sister? no. i have a brother.. he plays music... electrico guitar. and then he turns to me and says something like welcome to your first tortuga. o i got emotional for a number of reasons.. atlas shrugged, human nature, endangered species, dan and his audience, the gift of making music for people and its enormous potential to move the world. in a conscious direction. or is that conscientious? the best part for me was watching her slip back into the ocean.. where she goes.. no one will really know until she turns up again. could be in a few weeks.. could be in years.. could be never again.



i had this thought the other night.. if $ were no object, i would throw a music festival.. inviting all the musicians that i know and love. the fully down, trevor strange, keep yourself good company, milky way travellers, and of course franky! if more wanted to come.. great. bonobo? cat power?

i am realizing what i came here to do. and that is to gather strength... in order to face the world that i love. if that is all i do here, then that is enough.


ciao for now. xos.