It´s not over yet.

For awhile I´ve been debating with the idea of going home. Since I got to Guatemala the beginning of December I noticed my attitude over the traveling thing was starting to change. Yes I´m still having an amazing time and loving what I´m doing and the people Im meeting, experiences, etc, but after 6plus months, living out of a backpack, packing and unpacking constantly, riding on buses and being dirty and uncomfortable and meeting new people everyday gets very very tiring. It is not a normal life whatsoever. Though I love it, in increments.

My last few days in Mexico the weather has been shit and rainy and I´ve been sick, the sickest I´ve been my whole trip and it made me just want to say Fuck it all and go home. So I looked for flights from Cancun to Toronto and found very reasonably priced ones but seeing them something felt off like a panic like no no no Kristin not yet. All afternoon Ive been debating it and as much as part of my really wants to go home (I´m actually starting to miss it for the first time in this trip) I can´t deal with 1. doing it tomorrow and 2. not seeing Belize and Honduras because I know I will regret it.

Even though I have a very very small about of money left that will not be remotely sufficient for the next 34 days I cannot go home just yet, something just doesn´t feel right about it. And if after these few days in Caye Caukler, Belize something changes and the urge to go home feels right, well Cancun is only an 8 hour bus away.

I choose the experiences over the debt.
Plus those extreme cold weather warnings in Ontario right now are not very welcoming, I´m sticking with the beach.
Oooooh the beach.