Caitlin Bush - Earth Train Panama
Week 1

The aims of perfection, seems to be misunderstood through oblivion; through observation.  And all the while I sit and contemplate the means of this perfection, and for the first time in my life, I feel completely out of my element, completely out of the world I knew so well.

As I sit on the brim of these stairs overlooking this Panamanian rainforest, I over-think all the possibilities and all the reasons that I sit on this edge, fearless to most that I fear.   I cannot explain what it is that drives me to keep going, to keep trying to conform what I know, into what I should know. It may be the nocturnal life that switches swiftly with the day life, everyday, all night, which keeps me on edge, excited, because we are now together living off of each others rest. Every morning I wake up to a similar sound as what I had gone to sleep to, and wonder what the sounds mean, and already my day is parallel, because every sound is misunderstood the first few times around. 

We arrived in Centro Madrono, this first week of my six month internship here, after a 2 hour drive that took us through rivers, mud and holes, at a speed of 10 miles an hour. Waiting for us, was what seemed to be a dream once remembered, and now relived within a different light.  There were five cultures in this group, all of whom have been strangely connected in this world to overcome differences, and celebrate similarities.