a few hours before our flight, sean and i hung out on this bed and drank virgin pina coladas. as i sat in bed, drinking a virgin pina colada, listening to the argyles, i thought about what sean and i had done. i couldn’t help but laugh to myself. in february, sean and i went out to dinner at a vegan chinese buffet in malvern, su tao. sean pitched the idea of going to puerto rico for a bike trip. i said i was down, but i didn’t think anything was going to come of it, really. i forgot about sean’s offer, until one morning a few days later, when he asked me again. later that evening, i bought my first ever plane ticket, round trip from JFK to san juan for $172. i had never flown before, never camped, and never went on a long distance bike ride, but i decided to take a chance, fly my bike to puerto rico, and live out of my backpack for a week. for sure, this was an unforgettable experience, one in which i learned that sometimes you just have to go for it. i’m happy i went for it. i’m happy i decided to go on this trip without any hesitation at all. i felt an overwhelming feeling of sadness when i felt the plane’s wheels leave the earth, and took one last look at the mountains before the airplane turned away and left behind a glowing san juan during the golden hour. landing in JFK 3.5 hours later, i couldn’t believe from where i had come. it was cold, and no one, nothing looked nearly as beautiful as what i had seen in puerto rico. however, i will say that flying into NYC at night was incredible.
bottom line: think of what you want to do, make doing it a possibility, and then do it. seriously, just go for it.
isla verde, puerto rico
mamiya 7ii // 80mm // kodak portra 160
1 year ago