life IS my plan

I am getting into the flow of this Venezuela thing. I fell asleep on the bus last week and woke up because I could "feel" the corner that I needed to get off on. When this happens, I know that I must be moving on soon. I don´t know why "I must", but I must. My 'plan' before I came here- if you consider having no plan as a plan... was to stay in 3 cities-countries during a majority of my year in Latin America, Caracas being the first. I told Paola to expect me in Colombia the first weekend in July- but then I couldn´t leave Venezuela without doing this, that, and the other thing- so I postponed that country indefinately. Ok, not really indefinately, but for a month or more. Now, to stay on track with my "plan" (to be in Chile-Argentina-Uruguay by Sept/Oct) I need to get through Colombia, Ecuador, and Peru in only a few months. I don´t know how this will pan out. It probably won´t. In any case, plans for Margarita Island are in the works and I think I may just have to jet to Angel Falls before heading west to Merida, Maracaibo and then onto enchanting Colombia! There´s just so much... a year is definately not long enough. Perhaps after this year I can pay off my standing student loans by working on a cruise ship in Austrailia, New Zealand, or Indonesia perhaps. (hearing the cries from my family) Someday folks, someday, I will in fact have a paying job, and then my restaraunt- but for the time being I am more than happy roaming lands, gaining treasurable memories, friends, experiences, and discouraging mediocrity. (thanks Digs)
My life is truly supreme. I wouldn´t trade with anyone in the world! mine is best... and no, I don´t have a boyfriend here, I don´t have a lot of money, I didn´t even go to the beach last weekend. Life is just good.