an opportunity to go to heaven.

Have you ever had an opportunity to go to heaven? if you were given the choice, would you... right now? when given the choice myself, the answer was unhesitatingly "YES." the good news is that i didn't even need to die to get there, but it would have been worth it. in a protected park near the north tip of Colombia there is a Jungle that boarders the Caribbean coast. Tayrona park near the town of El Zino, if you can call it a town... it is where buses from somewhere going to
somewhere else slowdown for passengers to hop off... and for the occasional traveler to hop on... but keep in mind that the bus never really stops... you have to think on your feet in El Zino. There are a few road side restaurants near the road that leads into the park, but that is all of El Zino as far as i can tell.

If you follow that road about 8km into the jungle, along the road at first and then only via a well worn foot path marked with Burro dung you will stumble onto a place that may not even be on earth where heaven touches the earth for a 40km stretch of beach, bahais and jungle. The part of heaven that i stayed in is a scattering of hammocks and palm palapas (shade structures) called Arreciefess.

it was such a shock to be in such a glorious place. days passed lying in the sun eating grilled fish fresh out of the sea, hunting and slaying a wild coconut that roamed into our territory, swimming in the clear water, hearing the waves crash first on the reef at the mouth of the bay and then
again on the shore at my feet, hiking through the jungle, watching fish swim in my shadow always dancing between my legs in an attempt to tease and scare me. after days of idle bliss and nights washed with the clearest skies and the brightest stars a piercing bright moon and a constant hum of the jungle ... i woke up one morning and said inexplicably, "I am tired of
paradise."

That was that. and we returned to the rest of the world.