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  • I could feel it that day, as we bumped and rattled our way down what seemed to be the only highway in all of Paraguay, change. Loaded into the beast of a safari van with our troupe of eight people the night before in the airport parking lot I hadn’t realized how different it could actually feel. Change was coming, a change inside me and all of us. We were on the path to the Aché Village, the Kuetuvy people, to be exact.

    A ten day internship. An experience of a lifetime.

    Never in my life had I been so completely unaware of what I was about to walk, or drive, into. Where that safari van would take me.

    We were infinite in that moment; floating into the great unknown. We drank mate and laughed and enjoyed each others company, the little moments. We stopped for fruit, wrote in our journals, and drank even more mate. Rolling down the road we were a ball of energy and excitement. It was palpable. We were headed to the Aché.

    It was like we were balanced on the precipice of an emotional roller coaster, blissfully unaware of when we’d get off; or what we’d be like after.
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