So somewhere in 2015 I experienced a quarter life crisis and decided to do something crazy with my life – I was going to quit my job, sell all of my belongings and travel the world.
I looked up at the sky and laughed, knowing that the decision would be the best id ever make.
What follows is the true story of the very first night of this life altering world trip.
First flight – Chicago to Miami. No problem. Next flight – 1 hour. After 6 months of research and planning, I somehow manage to miss my connecting flight from Miami to Guatemala. Im on a high, so its no biggie, I book the next one and wait patiently.
The plane lands in Guatemala City late, maybe 9p, and I catch the first shuttle to my hostel in Antigua. After a short van ride we pull up to the hostel and I can hardly contain my excitement. I drop my bag in my room and head to the rooftop hangout, where the wine is flowing and the laughs are echoing. Lucky me – i get to the top of the steps and see only beautiful women.