I met a young man who had spent months preparing for a solo-survival trek in the mountains. He had anticipated spending at least one month without companionship or assistance and had brought with him packets of “astronaut” food with other various life sustaining equipment.  Enroute to his destination he found himself enjoying the local culture and encounters.  He continued however to the mountains. After a few days,  he realized that the experience he was really seeking was not the one he was having. The people of this land beckoned him. He headed out towards the touch of humanity. Looking back on his decision he had no regrets. On the contrary he was content, even delighted, that he was strong enough to accept his change of heart.