I have never found my life quite interesting enough to blog about. It is interesting to me, sure. But sometimes it doesn't even warrant keeping a journal; I don't record my days for fear that I would fall asleep upon any subsequent reading.
That all changed when I packed up my life in January 2008 and moved to Lima, Peru for a year. I most certainly didn't plan to call my family daily, weekly, or even monthly, and the prospect of corresponding individually with dozens of people on a regular basis was daunting at best. The solution was, naturally, a blog. My update-starved family could know that I was still alive. Or, of course, they could choose disinterest. Either way, I had done my part. So was formed the blog Con Mis Manos, containing updates from my life, studies, mission work, and travels in Peru.
In addition to the chronicle of my Peruvian life, I have a journal from a 10-day trip into the heart of the Andes, where were were more than 10 hours by foot from the nearest village with electricity or roads, and where I was the first foreigner to ever visit. The journal is long-winded and ridiculously detailed - it is my journal, mind you - and was borne out of my reluctance to re-tell the epic story to everyone who asked. It is called Journey to the Land that Time Forgot and is at www.quebuenapaisana.blogspot.com.
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