Hello again! How else can I start again after a long while. I hope for those who read this blog again and honor and privilege me with your time are well and I can assure you that I have not forgotten about you, in the contrary, many times in my thoughts many of you have come into wonderful memories. Life is amazing at how it seems to never stop for any of us, it does not care about our struggles and it is in perpetual motion. Since I got back from my tour, that has been not the case for me. I had mention in one of my previous posting how when I got back I was going to make some changes that I felt are necessary for me to progress but those changes have been a struggle since coming back from bicycle touring. What I mean is that once you are out on the road, it does become more difficult to relate to the everyday life. It seems that you leave for any amount of time and you get left behind. Silly, how this journey for me was about discovering something new and I did. I discovered that I have to stay relevant to the market, that my work skills have to improve, that your loved ones are amazingly important and that it is important to tell them you care about them and how they do make a difference in your life.
So: I went on a small tour or actually two mini tours. The first one was to guide and take a new apprentice,(can you believe someone wants to learn something from me) who wants to go explore and rediscovered himself. Well, that did not go as well as I hoped. We had intended on doing 50 miles per day, but he is out of shape and more ambitious than realistic. It was good to spend a couple of days with Dale and he even got to experience a warmshowers stay- someone host you for the night and usually involves them giving you a shower, a place to sleep and a meal. Dale had a great time and I think he made the best he could out of the circumstances; I on the other hand, was not a hundred percent happy with the events and after getting a new job offer and having a few days to spare I was able to come to this tour.
This solo tour brought me back to those feelings of freedom and uncertainty that bicycle touring has brought to my life. What I mean is that it is good to get away and time with my thoughts and perspective brings exactly new perspectives. I have learned that I love writing but I am terrible at it, I want to communicate with a wider audience and that I want to reach others and make an impact in a positive manner.
Yesterday as I went through Arcadia, Florida, I went to a taco stand and I was amazed at how dirty the stand was and how all of these migrant workers were willing to eat there because perhaps it did remind them of home. But how can that be and is this why we as a Latino community have pockets that get marginalized more than others. In one of the parks I was visiting with Dale , we ran into this older gen who was very adamant about building a wall around the border, but only on the Mexican border and not the Canadian one. I asked him why and he mention job displacement in America, like America is the U.S. only, I am just or more American than the U.S. . Well , my argument against it was the labor performed by the migrant workers is something most U.S. citizens do not want to perform. He had no answer, no counter and to be perfectly honest I was not looking for one. Walls, wether or not build or not are present in our minds and it is a since of defense and they do not work. I wish this man would get out more into this world before it is too late for him, to experience that by going out and seeing things , we can make a better assessment of how we are all co dependent and how important is to understand each other, if we are all going to get along. So, I am glad to get away on a small bicycle tour and get to fee the wind and sun on my face and the freedom that uncertainty of the road brings. Now , back to get more order in my life and accomplish more, because more has to be accomplish and just like life those wheels have to stay in perpetual motion; it is the only way to see things before too much time moves through and it is too late.
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