I take it all back. All the bad attitude and the b.s. I've written. I treasure even the moments that have seemed less than pleasurable. I am on the way to Santiago watching the sun sparkle on the water, the waves crash on the beach, and I know I'm lucky.
The road passes through towns, coves, and sometimes there is just a house stuck out on a cliff. The road passing in between mountains and the coast, it's so cool. We snuck through a few tunels and I almost got all three passengers killed. Forgot to turn off my flash...hopefully, I'm not the only dorky tourist the crew's met. Surely not.
I take it all back. All the bad attitude and the b.s. I've written. I treasure even the moments that have seemed less than pleasurable. I am on the way to Santiago watching the sun sparkle on the water, the waves crash on the beach, and I know I'm lucky. 
The road passes through towns, coves, and sometimes there is just a house stuck out on a cliff. The road passing in between mountains and the coast, it's so cool. We snuck through a few tunels and I almost got all three passengers killed. Forgot to turn off my flash...hopefully, I'm not the only dorky tourist the crew's met. Surely not.
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