The original plan was to visit all of the towns and states named Trujillo on our way south. We missed Trujillo in Honduras due to a run in with a narco gang and a Sprinter break down, (remember that nightmare by clicking here). But I was determined not to miss the one in Venezuela.
And so here we are, in Trujillo Venezuela! I feel very very important here. I make it a point to introduce myself as “Senor Trujillo”. I walk tall and with purpose. Stevie calls it “strutting”, but she’s just new to the whole “Trujillo way“. I even made myself a small name tag and placed it prominently on my right chest pocket.
When Stevie reminds me that Trujillo was a brutal dictator known throughout the Americas, I politely request her to BE QUIET, or else. Viva los Trujillos!
Our drive across the plains toward the mountain town of La Puerta was beautiful. Guillermo and Paola are still traveling with us. They are great companions.
As soon as we arrive anywhere, the first thing our friends do after setting us up in a Posada is go to the Central Plaza where they sell. This is how they make their money. They travel from country to country with nothing more than two big backpacks. Guillermo calls it “The Simple Life.” He says that the more simple your life is, the happier you will be. I am beginning to believe him.
It is such a gift for us to be traveling with these guys. They are truly enlightened. Every morning I say to Guillermo, “buenos dias hermano” and every morning he greets me with the same response:
“Cada dia es mejor Tree, cada dia estamos mejor”
Translation – Every day is better Tree, every day WE are better
Should I be paying him for these words of wisdom, life lessons, and inspiration?