Some people are just content with what comes their way, happy to sit and let life float past them, instinct urging them to take the path most travelled. Take Jordan for instance. We all have to study a language in college right? He chose Arabic–for the easy A. Obviously. Or after the rafting season last fall, Jordan followed the hordes yet again and trekked into the mountains to do what everyone does to while away the hours: hunting for elusive mushrooms in the underbrush of the Pacific Northwest. But the thing that really makes me yawn–I mean come on, don’t we all do this??–was his sailing trip around the world. If I have to hear one more carbon-copy story about Indian passport clerks or tropical sunsets from the bow of a ship I swear I’ll fall asleep.
[…] the animals, the river, and the plants. He was really a wonderful guide. While we did not have Jordan as our guide, he was there to greet us and give us the orientation prior to our trip. He was a lot […]