Something Happened on This Walk

Something happened right here. Right here on this 45 minute grueling, scorching, midday walk from Puerto Ayora to Tortuga Bay beach.

tortuga bay map

I was alone, I walked, I was lost. I wasn’t lost to be found, but simply lost. I thought of my dad, (one whole year had passed without him) I thought of the life I left behind, I thought of where I was and where I was going.

No answers. Simply peace. Just walk. Everything is going to be alright.

Sometimes you just can’t explain something. This is one of those times. All I knew was that everything was going to be alright.

I listened to this song on repeat, and I walked, one foot in front of the other. I just walked. Everything is going to be alright.

 

I got some money and found myself a car
I headed north toward the boulevard
on my own.

And Paul simon and his friends
singing something about Mrs. Robinson
on the radio.

And I’m going north.
I’m going north.
But I won’t know where I’m going till I get there.
You know I wish you felt the same.
Maybe I’ll find love in San Francisco
I can hear her calling out my name.

Ooooh, ooooh.
Ooooh, ooooh.

My jeans are too tight and my hair is too long.
You look at me like I’m a vagabond.
Well maybe I am.
The sun’s going down, the lights come on.
I’ll keep driving till the day is done
on the 101.

I’m going north.
I’m going north.
But I won’t know where I’m going till I get there.
You know I wish you felt the same.
And maybe I’ll find love in San Francisco
I can hear her calling out my name.

{Interlude}

And I won’t know where I’m going till I get there
You know I wish you felt the same.
And maybe I’ll find love in San Francisco
I can hear her calling out my name.

And I won’t know where I’m going till I get there.
You know I wish you felt the same.
Maybe I’ll find love love in San Francisco
I can hear her calling out my name.
I can hear her calling out my name.
I can hear her calling out my name.

Ooooh, ooooh.
Ooooh, ooooh.
Ooooh, ooohooohooo.