As a quick update, I hopped on a plane to Puerto Rico on a whim. The price was too good to pass up. I spent a week in Rincon, PR surfing with a friend named Will from Jacksonville, and I dropped him off at the airport in San Juan, PR this past Sunday. Since then I have been on my own, which has been a challenge and an adventure. I have lot I want to write, but first I want to share my most recent journal entry.
Vieques, Puerto Rico - I am on a tiny island off the east coast of Puerto Rico. I arrived by ferry yesterday afternoon. (Because of circumstances I didn't have a place to stay that night unless I went to the other side of the island to meet a guy I had met, but that is not the story I wish to share). Therefore, I hiked around, swam in the Caribbean, caught a ride to another beach area with a friendly gentleman, checked out the "bio" bay, and then slept in a "life-guard hut" on Sun Bay Beach. It was extremely windy so I used my backpack to block the wind and the hip support as a pillow. When your roughing it you have to make due with what you have. However, the wind might have been a blessing to keep the pesty bugs away because this morning they were biting me all over.
Last night I tried to really focus on hearing from the Lord and talking to Him. But I kept hearing the boards annoyingly knocking together because of the wind. I then tried to change that noise to be music in my mind as I worshipped. It was a pretty cool experience, and I wish I could remember my words I was singing. I would have written them down, but I was afraid to turn on a light to expose my location to others.
(Not that I was in a dangerous location, Mom.)
This experience of traveling alone is very eye opening, and I feel like I am learning a ton about myself.
I will write more soon when I have more time on the internet.
I love you all.
