Sunday, April 4, 2010

Another Brief Note About GORILLAS

It was completely worth it.  The money, the ant bites, the wet shoes, the scratches from tripping over cloud forest vines, the deep purple bruises on my back and arms from gripping onto a Hilux on a terrible road.  It was COMPLETELY.  Worth.  It.  All.

Seeing the gorillas is everything that They say it is, when They wax most poetically about it.

I had a thought, just as we were hiking up to the volcano-rock wall separating farms from the entrance to the park.  Here I am, climbing to visit mountain gorillas in Eastern Congo.  Maybe, instead of making millions of mistakes along the way, I have actually made every choice in my life perfectly absolutely right, because, after all: Here I am.

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