An old(er) man, a backpack, the sheltering sky:— “Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really…How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.” ― Paul Bowles
I’m not really a backpacker, I won it in a raffle and just hated to see it go to waste so I packed it and went to Ecuador.