Over the weekend, I went hiking with some friends at this incredible place called Rupas. It is about 4 hours from Lima by very spasmatic car ride.

The thing is… I am not a fast hiker. It keeps my ego in check in a major way. I am always the last person to arrive. I always feel out of shape, slow, and whatever else. There is something about arriving at a place at altitude and immediately climbing up a bunch of hills that humbles me. There is also this sleep giant in me that always seems to crave adventure, getting out there, not knowing things, and getting lost. These needs got met this weekend complete with quick nap on the mountain while climbing up very late at night. What a gift these things are.