Brazil: I Hope The Excitement Kicks In

I think I over-planned for this trip. This is probably the furthest ahead I’ve ever planned for a trip, having known it was coming since May. I mean, you know me, if I book it a week ahead of time, it’s a miracle. The funny thing is, I feel just as prepared for this trip as I do any other trip I’ve ever taken. The excitement was a live and well in May and June, and now it’s like I’m taking a trip to San Diego.

This teaches me the type of traveler I am. I desire spontaneity and impulse. Of course with the Visa needing to be taken care of, that changed things a little, but I’m certain I won’t be planning this far ahead again.

Today I hit Saks and picked up my favorite colognes just in case I need to smell good for some girl from Ipanema. I’m packing nothing but shorts and tshirts, and a sweater just in case the hostel is cold. I can’t find me chucks, so I’ll hit target before I hit the airport. I’m drinking this welch’s grape and downloading new music to vibe to on the flight in case the movies are shitty.

I’m ready, but I’m not quite excited. I’m certain it’ll kick in when I see the beauty, and when I realize I’m no longer home.

Darnell Lamont Walker, a self-professed traveling foodie, has been found sitting at tables eating baby goat sweetbreads, drinking tequila, and laughing loudly with strangers. The writer, filmmaker, artist, and sometimes photographer puts happiness above all.


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