Yesterday I reminded Javier that, while we've traveled together other years (Costa Rica 2004, China 2006, Peru and Ecuador 2007, Santa Fe 2009 & 2013), we haven't taken a trip together this whole year.
He told me that he felt urgency about selling his houses, and I asked why, since his brother is still living in one of them. He explained that the second one has just become vacant so he should strike now, and there was one more consideration. "I've got to act fast before I get any older because pretty soon my decisions are going to be cuckoo."
He then said that we could travel together next summer, 2015.
"You really like to travel, don't you!" he said.
I thought for a split second, scrunched up my nose and said, "Not really!"
We both laughed that this came after I'd been campaigning for a trip. But the truth is that I like to live in a country. I don't particularly like to travel through it. However, if we can spend more time there than on our way there...
Another bit of Javier's wisdom was about a man who'd stopped on the freeway instead of doing the smart thing as Javier did when he got a flat tire and kept going even though it damaged his wheel. He knew we might be killed if we stopped moving.
"A wheel costs about five hundred dollars. A life is worth about a thousand. So it's bad business."
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