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The journey of a lifetime... It sounded common, typical or ordinary, the same story for many, traveling but cycling, six months ago, I discovered that strength is in the will. That the idea is to throw you, purr and not let fear be your way. I was at home, in the company of that guy, what guy connected to find, and I was wondering why to live if I know I'm going to die. I'm pretty sure the boy, doubted my determination or willingness to make the trip, but I don't give up on what I thought. Every one of the bonds he put in my way, I have books with caution and patience, even the incredulous glances they cast that they listened to the plans of my journey, all arguing that I can't, but I stood my ground. My decision can only change the future, but the truth is that nothing but death could change the idea of bliss. On June 12, 2019, I took my backpacks, my bike, my dog and in the company of the child, I gave life to my adventure. It was a clean road of people, miles and miles of sidewalks adorned by jungles on the sides and a house. On the way I met the people who walked to move from one village to another, and every time I asked them if I was around, I would only respond with a blaming smile, "it was little missing", they would sit on their wooden benches, in their dogs or in their family. During the tour experience all kinds of emotions. Anger, joy, sadness, love, but above all the best of everything, and I don't know if it's an emotion, but I could a satisfaction, based on the can, that not only affirmed my skills for everything that commits me in life, but the idea of self-love and that of creating my own ex isten ce, which is just my own concept of the world. Every landscape, paramo, mountain, cow, person, lagoon or puddle That I crossed, will remain in my memory as once, that the inclement sun exhausted our passage and do not hesitate to throw me that dirty pool that we saw on the way to Port Assisi. I met people who closed their doors, because of my skin color or scruffy appearance, but also people willing to help without asking. Like that motorcyclist who stopped his trip to see our stop, to feed us or the family who made the platform of his house camping. Without a doubt, life is a journey full of experiences and opportunities waiting for you to cross the line of fear that, and find the spiritual success that, together with the will, will tell you what you are made of and what you can achieve if you propose it. In the end we inadvertently arrived at the place I had dreamed, the Ecuadorian Amazons, we were not at the equator for long enough to see the differences between the two and of course fall in love with it. I found people with a sense of belonging and committed to the social and economic development of their people. Wonderful place. I just have to say. If life gives me time and health, I'll get on my bike and start making a leap to the stranger.