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UNDER CONSTRUCTION

Published July 17, 2018 by xtanne3
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Delight in Disorder
By Robert Herrick

A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness;
A lawn about the shoulders thrown
Into a fine distraction;
An erring lace, which here and there
Enthrals the crimson stomacher;
A cuff neglectful, and thereby
Ribands to flow confusedly;
A winning wave, deserving note,
In the tempestuous petticoat;
A careless shoe-string, in whose tie
I see a wild civility:
Do more bewitch me, than when art
Is too precise in every part.

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Crossing the border into Nicaragua took forever. By the time I was finally done, it was already dark, and I still had over 100km to go. It was pitch black out: I could only see what my headlight showed me. - I quickly realized I was low on gas, and as the kilometers ticked by and there was no sign of anything even remotely resembling a gas station, I started to get slightly uneasy. - Just as I was coming to terms with the idea that I might soon be facing the possibility of pushing my bike through the dark countryside all night to the next city, the sky flashed, and a total downpour of biblical proportions began, complete with deafening thunder and bolts of lightning. - The streets quickly flooded. Since “I’m not going to ride at night” (ha) I only had tinted eye protection with me, so naturally it was all useless at night. That meant I ended up riding at about 10km/h with no eye protection through torrential rain, in the total darkness, with ever-increasing levels of water on the ground, for hours, PRAYING that there were no dirt roads between where I was and where I was going. About halfway through, on the last few drops of my reserve fuel, I finally found a gas station. - When I arrived at my hostel at long last, I pulled off my helmet, and turned to look at the person behind the counter. He looked back at me with wide eyes, gaping like I had three heads. I’m not sure whether he was having a harder time getting over the fact that here was some random white foreign girl on a motorcycle in the middle of the night, or that any person was dumb enough to actually be out riding around in those conditions. - This is what adventures are made of. I try to plan, but sometimes the unexpected gets you anyway, and when that happens you have to just shut up and go with it. It was a proud moment for me, to be faced with a situation like this and and to find myself focused, calm, steady, and 100% confident that I would find a way to get to my goal. This is why I travel by myself: I want to become a person who is that kind of unstoppable all the time. I have a long way to go yet, but this day showed me that I am on the right path to becoming the best version of myself.
Beautiful people, beautiful place, beautiful food. Thanks for being so nice, and for the pupusas, @pelicanosurfcamp! I’ll be back when the world opens up again to actually learn how to surf 😅. - NOTE: I am not currently traveling, these photos are from my tour through Central America these past few months. I am staying put at the moment, to do my part to #flattenthecurve. As hard as it is for me to lose the ability to wander, I know that we all need to #staythefuckhome - - - #femalesolotraveler #theroadishome #motorcycletravel #girlswhoride #womenwhoride #ontheroad #nomadlifestyle #travelelsalvador #wanderingwomen #motorcycleadventures
Breakfast with my lovable pile of scrap metal. Desayunos tipicos for me, new oil and a full tank for my faithful companion. I had arrived at El Cuco in the afternoon on the previous day, and spent the remaining hours of light giving this tough little bike some love. It’s a cheap Chinese bike that doesn’t have much power and wasn’t exactly built to last, but it has earned a special place in my heart. I abuse the shit out of this thing, and it takes everything I’ve got and gives it right back to me. We are best friends. - - NOTE: I am not currently traveling, these photos are from my tour through Central America these past few months. I am staying put at the moment, to do my part to #flattenthecurve. As hard as it is for me to lose the ability to wander, I know that we all need to #staythefuckhome - - - - -#nomadlifestyle #theroadishome #ontheroad #adventurelife #womenontheroad #motorcyclelife #motorcycletravel #womenwhoride #sheexplores #motorcycleadventure #travelelsalvador #womenwhoride #dualsportwomen #sheexplores #femalesolotraveler
Playa El Tunco is a place full of restaurants, shops, and people. Until then, I had been spending time in more solitary places, so the change in energy was welcome. In the mornings, I drank (way too much) incredible El Salvadorian coffee and worked on my laptop for a few hours overlooking the water. In the afternoons, I bought a cheap beer and walked along the shore as the sun started to set, before making my way back to the promenade to look for a place to eat dinner, listen to live music, and people-watch. This was definitely one of the more touristy and expensive places that I’ve been to in Central America, two things that I usually do my best to avoid, but I would be lying if I said I didn’t immensely enjoy the few days I spent here. - - NOTE: I am not currently traveling, these photos are from my tour through Central America these past few months. I am staying put at the moment, to do my part to #flattenthecurve. As hard as it is for me to lose the ability to wander, I know that we all need to #staythefuckhome - - - -#nomadlifestyle #theroadishome #ontheroad #adventurelife #womenontheroad #motorcyclelife #motorcycletravel #womenwhoride #sheexplores #motorcycleadventure
Driving towards the coast on my crappy Movesa motorcycle, the first whiff of saltwater air I’d had in a few days gave me a total rush. Riding the adrenaline high, I sped along the curvy road high above the ocean and through long pitch-black tunnels under mountains, before turning off on a narrow, sandy path and arriving finally at the beach. - I parked the bike between two palm trees, threw my backpack onto my hostel bunk, and was in the water in under two minutes. That moment when you are finally clean again after riding all day in the sweltering heat never gets any less amazing. - Later on, sitting on the stone wall with a cold beer and lime, watching the sun set over the rolling waves of the Pacific, deciding whether I should have tacos or ceviche for dinner, I reflected on just how right this nomadic life has felt for me these past several years. No level of comfort or stability compares to this freedom, no amount of money can buy this kind of deep and pure joy. - - - NOTE: I am not currently traveling, these photos are from my tour through Central America these past few months. I am staying put at the moment, to do my part to #flattenthecurve. As hard as it is for me to lose the ability to wander, I know that we all need to #staythefuckhome - - - #nomadlifestyle #theroadishome #ontheroad #adventurelife #womenontheroad #motorcyclelife #motorcycletravel #womenwhoride #elsalvador #sheexplores
The Snack Hunt 😎🤘🏼—> swipe to see what found 😈 - NOTE: I am not currently traveling, these photos are from my tour through Central America these past few months. I am staying put at the moment, to do my part to #flattenthecurve. As hard as it is for me to lose the ability to wander, I know that we all need to #staythefuckhome - - - - - #motorcyclewomen #womenontheroad #movesa #elsalvador #femalesolotraveler #theroadishome #adventuretravels #nomadlifestyle #dirtbaglife #womenwhoride #motorcycletouring #mybestlife
Finally getting around to posting these pictures 😁. After I crossed the border into El Salvador, my first stop was Juayua, a small town along the Route of Flowers. The view from the garden of the little hotel I stayed in was breathtaking: an ocean of lush green coffee trees growing on the slopes of volcano after volcano after volcano. I spent a few days riding around on the winding mountain road, drinking coffee and stuffing my face with pupusas as I got to know the other towns along the route. Everywhere I looked, flowering trees and huge murals made this place seem like a colorful, magical wonderland. - - - - #solotraveler #femaleempowerment #femalesolotraveler #ontheroad #theroadishome #nomadlifestyle #womenwhoride #womenontheroad #motorcycletravel #adventuretravel #travelcentralamerica #elsalvador #pupusas #movesa #girlswhoride
I only spent two days on this beach, but it takes up such a big space in my memory. Between swimming in the ocean and taking walks along the shore, I had some of the best shrimp ceviche around and worked from my laptop outside with a view of the waves. Life is pretty good. - - - - #femalesolotraveler #femalesolotravel #adventurelife #womenwhoride #girlswhoride #motorcycletravel #dirtbaglife #ontheroad #theroadishome #nomadlife #nomadlifestyle #girlswhoshred #guatemalatravel #travelgram #beautifuldestinations #womenontheroad
Hello, Pacific. We meet at last. - - - - #guatemala #monterrico #theroadishome #beautifuldestinations #centralamericatravel #solotravel #solofemaletraveler #girlontheroad #motorcycletravel #mototouring #adventuretime #nomadlifestyle #motorcyclelife #motorcyclewomen #instapassport #traveltheworld #womenontheroad

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