Day 42 - Mui Ne After enough of the "Western Town" as the locals call it - the foreigner's hub spot - we made our way to #MuiNe to get our bodies in motion. As we ride this bus lounging for five hours, we come to face the problem with travel: everything is in the distant past. Everything is new to us every day. These added experiences we have push back old ones like a game of tetris, deleting every row of completed loose ends. We were in Japan for 35 days a week ago, yet it feels like years. Now we're in the thick of tropical forests, rocking new sandals and scarred legs. Our bodies have changed, our diet vibrant with color, minds present to the #infinitenow. Writing about these experiences we had is like writing someone elses homework. We aren't those people anymore who heard, felt and touched every sense of the experience. We are observers, looking back in time through our telescope, reminding ourselves of our human experience. The grip of the present #moment is all that there is, and all that is necessary to see. As we transit this journey, we know that we've arrived at the end. Every moment we're aware, is a moment we've fully embraced #life for what it is. Have you been #mindful today? (at Đồi Cát Trắng Mũi Né) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqaKEb4nPqO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=v9g5xqrxafn3
