Before

Right now I feel like one of those brave or foolhardy souls who dared sail with Columbus into the unknown west. After June 7th the daily familiar stops, suddenly. And I will drop off the edge into the wide unknown, alone.
And I'm going in exactly the same direction, to discover the same cultures he and others who followed him did. West, to Central America.
How long will I be gone?
I have no idea, its a one way ticket. I know no one there. Not yet. But I will be setting base with a volunteer organisation set on the edge of the jungle, by an ancient lake, not far from crumbling old temples.
I want this to be an adventure into the great unknown. I want the uncertainty of travel and life in a foriegn country. At some point I know that the new will become the ordinary, the strange and exotic may become commonplace. So right now I want to savour that place in between, the edge.