Home again, home again

It's hard to believe that my South American adventure is already over. In two very short months I managed to cover a lot of ground and use a lot of different modes of transport. I was transported around Brasil and Argentina by:

-car
-bus
- plane - I flew 33,869 kms ( I know, I should pay for some greenhouse gas tax emmision credits)
-kiteboard
-dune buggy
-ferry boat
-taxi
-foot
-sandboard
-hang-glider (sp?)
-skis
-shuttle bus
- more bus

You'll note that I wrote all of those modes of transport in the form of a list. I did that because
lists:

- are easy to write
- make it look like I've carefully chronicled my journey (when in fact I haven't)
- make it easy to create humour by simply repeating an item on the list
- are easy to write

I stole that joke from Will and Ian Ferguson's How to Be a Canadian so you can blame them if you think it was bad.

Anyway, now that I'm back I've had some time to reflect on my trip. The standard question is, "what part of the trip did I enjoy the most?" It's really hard to say. I saw some amazing places, had some amazing experiences and met really wonderful people. Most of you know that the year leading up to this trip was a really tough 0ne for me. The simple act of travelling by myself was, and I know this will sound sappy, good for my soul. Getting up every morning and doing exactly what I felt like doing was what I needed. It remineded me of the things that I like doing - the things that give me energy. This trip helped me take my heart's candle and relight it. (Bonus points for naming the song that generated the previous line)