These last nine months travelling the Americas have been incredible; I feel it has changed me for the better in so many ways. I witnessed unbelievable sacred and absurd places of interest such as the newly crowned 7th wonder of the world Machu Picchu, the endearing Oaxacan Street Children’s project, I had my emotional insides pulled out at Lake Atitlan, walked on hot lava in Pacaya volcano, spooked out inside the Palenque ruins, fanned the flames at a sacred Shaman fire ceremony, swimming in dark cenote caves, seeing inside the wacky Pepsi church in San Cristobel, pruned down to wrinkled skin in temazcalli sweat lodges, held real sculls while being spat on in the bazaar voodoo doctors clinic. I learned to listen to my dreams at shaman school, being blown over by Uros straw people, blinded
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