It’s Monday, 10:47 pm in Santiago, Chile. Outside, the streets are surprisingly quiet. Inside our hotel room, the AC is on.
Tomorrow my mom and I start our journey to Patagonia. The famous “W Circuit” or “W Trek” hike awaits us.
I look down at this mess that is me packing. I see 3 neat zip-lock bags filled with clothes.
It reminds me of my wife.
I see my hiking shoes that still needs to be packed.
It reminds me of the meaning of marriage.
Weather in Patagonia is unpredictable and the winds are infamously wild. It’s common to experience all “4 seasons” in one day.
I did not know that. But luckily my wife did.
To ensure her husband’s survival, she packed him 3 zip-lock bags labeled “OUTERS”, “CLEAN INNERS”, and “WARMTH”.
Marriage means commitment.
It means always caring for each other’s ultimate well-being, physically and mentally.
The W Trek of Patagonia totals 50 miles of nature’s best. Parts of this adventure involves terrain that require some tricky scrambling. Legit hiking boots are required.
I did not know this. But luckily my wife did.
Together, we went to REI and found the perfect hiking boots. Together, we went on a practice hike, up towards Mt. Wilson, to break-in my new hiking boots.
Marriage means doing life together.
It means her situation is my situation, and my need for new hiking boots is her need too.
Bucket-list worthy, breathtaking landscape and heavenly views, hiking Patagonia is every hiker’s dream. Including my mom’s.
Read: Mother Nature – Banff and Jasper National Park with My Mom – CLICK HERE
Now I did know this. Luckily my wife did too.
She knew this trip was important to me but more important to our mom. I didn’t even have to ask, she was already encouraging me to go.
Marriage means family.
It means starting a family together but more importantly, it means integrating family to the point “in-laws” are said by no one.
It’s Tuesday, 11:20 pm in Puerto Natales, Chile. Outside, the streets are understandably quiet. Inside our hotel room, the heater is on.
Tomorrow my mom and I start our hike to attack the famous W Circuit of Patagonia.
I look at down, my backpack is stuffed with 3 neat zip-lock bags filled with clothes and my hiking boots.
I am reminded of my wife. I am reminded of the meaning of marriage.
READ MORE: Part 2 – “The Wedding Day” – CLICK HERE