Not all that wander are lost

While trekking solo in Vinales, I tend to wander off the beaten path. I want to say from time to time I get lost, but lost is a strong word when you never really knew where you were going in the first place. That's the idea of wandering. However at this moment in my trek i had been walking through muddy trails for a hour and was seeking a different route to get me home. I came upon this farm house and decided to try to get a general direction. When i came up to the house I was greeted by the most rural image I had seen in awhile. Two cowboys sharpening their axe, a horse tied to a post and a family of pigs. The one farmer gazed up at me, likely curious what a gringo Canadian girl was doing on their front lawn. :) I smiled, and quickly asked which way to Vinales, as they seemed focused at their task at hand 😉. With a simple hand gestural 👉this way.. I said my goodbyes and went off to wander again. The thing that I liked most about that moment was it was unexpected. This being the fun part of getting lost or wandering in the first place is to experience something new. To step outside of your own reality and expectations and come in contact with other ways of living. To have your senses and mind stimulated, awakened and challenged. I know it's one of my biggest reasons I keep traveling.