It's funny how life goes on when you
are somewhere you don't know, with some ideas that you would like to
carry on but with not a clue on where to look for. It's funny how
there is to learn to be patient and calmed and look around in the
search of opportunities and just wait and hear what your guts,
instinct, heart has to tell you to decide what to do. It's funny how
easily I forget all these things and collapse in a world of decision
making and start getting stressed out of nowhere because I need to
know what's ahead. It's crazy to think that I know I shouldn't really
get stressed by these things and how I know I have to hear what my
guts tell me but still I forget all of it and fall into weird-ful
thinking. It's funny how anxiousness ends up hitting me and guides me through the
wrong paths. It was funny how I had to start talking to people to
seek for some advice when I know I have to hear what my insides tell
me instead of asking to others to tell me what my insides are telling
them. I guess I still need more road time to tune my instinct and
keep on with the learning on how to hear what the inner I has to say.
Being surrounded by too many people disbalances me. Probably I have to learn how to live among people again.
I am about to start my third week here
in Punta Arenas and I was about to leave this town for good as there
was “nothing” to do. Still every morning I would wake up with the
feeling of not leaving the city at all. Till today, I don't know why.
It's quite weird considering Punta Arenas is just another city in the
south of Chile and quite big for the Patagonia with no real
attractive to a person like me. There is a mall, a huge tax free zone
where you can buy lots of things, lots of shops in downtown, lots of
people going and coming, lots of tourists in summer and winter, and
still now, that winter is almost arriving, tourists coming and going.
Still every time I take a walk next to the sea, or look up across the
Magellan strait, or when I look up at the mountains, there is
something that catches my eye. This city has something. Maybe it's the weather.
Still, not hearing at all this feeling
I had decided I would go back north to Valparaiso and take a diving
course there for the winter, then I would continue the pedaling north
towards Perú and maybe to the Jungle across Brazil. Everytime I
thought about buying the plane ticket and going through the process
of organizing things to fly I would just feel lazy about it and would
delay it mentally for the next day. Then in the evening I would feel
anxious about leaving and with a weird do not leave sensation. Next day
I would repeat the same. The idea of diving is damn amazing but once I
picture myself going to Santiago and then to Valparaiso everything changes and
procrastination hits.
I took the decision of going back
because I got the answer from the ski center. They told me they
didn't have money to hire me now so they could hire me in mid June.
In the meantime a CEO of a big hotel wanted to talk to me and offer
me some job. I went to him to talk about it and the offered me a
position as a bellboy, but, I had to shave and cut my hair in
exchange for minimum wage. The answer was simple, no fucking way. So
after some fast thinking and being pressured by the starting date of
the diving course in Valparaiso I decided I would leave. Still, 3
days later, I had no idea which day I would do it, and didn't feel at
all like organizing things to leave.
Yesterday night, for some chances that
life throw at us I met Kanaan again thanks to Alexandra and Bartosz. They are a couple of Polish bicycle
tourers who are staying at the same hostal I am staying at. They
invited me for a beer and to meet another bicycle tourer from Alaska
who was on his way to Ushuaia. Knowing some of those bicycle tourers
I asked what his name was, they told me it was something with K, like
Kan, Kev, or something like that, I asked Kanaan? And they said YES!.
What a surprise! Definetely I had to go and meet this man with who we
had an awesome time at el Chalten.
Kanaan got quite surprised too and it
was nice to meet again. He told me about his plan and his desire to
maybe come back to Punta Arenas after reaching Ushuaia because for
some unknown reason he liked the city a lot (sounds familiar). I
told him what I was thinking but I wasn't feeling that sure about
leaving the city for some reason and that as I didn't have much to do
here I would probably leave, I mentioned him the diving course and
this is when the shit hit the fan. He spent his stayance here in
Punta Arenas with a diver who told him there is a course
starting in the following weeks. The course is given during winter
months and they dive at the Magellan strait and sometimes in the San Isidro Lighthouse. Uh?. Diving, San
Isidro lighthouse, Magellan strait, winter. Click.
Kanaan told me he would send me an
email with the email of the diving instructor so I can get to talk to
him and check the information about the diving course. At the hostal
they told me they have plenty of job to do for at least a couple of
weeks so they have no problems in me staying around for some time
till I figure out what to do. From what I've read the commercial
diving license is valid only in Chile, on the opposite the license
they give here is the PADI, not commercial, but valid everywhere in
the world. For some reason I want to stay in the area and I think now
I got some chance to actually do it. Probably I always had the chance but I
was kind of blind thanks to the anxiousness. Tomorrow I will go and
talk to the people and check what's gonna happen.
Until then.
Cheers.
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