We were meant to meet

The day we were to drive north back to Puerto Montt to catch our flight to the U.S., serendipity called yet again.

Angela was packing the bus when someone walked up to her and asked about our California license plates. Sandra and Britt live and work here, and were taking their daughters to a yoga class next door. Of course, Bode signed up immediately and took off to work on his camel pose with the other kids.

Not only did Sandra offer to let us leave the bus on her farm while we were away, drove Angela around for errands, and organized our transportation to the the airport – she even has plans for us when we return. When we thanked her profusely for all her help, she only responded “we were meant to meet.” Incredible people turn up at the most incredible times.

We left Red Beard on their amazing property overlooking the ocean, guarded by 7 cute pups (uh, I mean perros bravos.)

That was two weeks ago. Today, we start the long journey back.

 There are two mistakes one can make along the road to truth…not going all the way, and not starting.

– Buddha