I am starting over, showing my support and maturity in all matters. I could not have done it without how this trip has made me over in some circumstances. I have cut corners where I never thought possible, taken huge chances, relied on luck and strong wits and in no way have I failed anything I set out to do.
Always explaining my trip, Europeans say to me, this journey thing, so American, you'd never hear of this originating from anywhere else. We are the world, we want to travel. There is no place that I have not said to myself, 'I really want to go there'. What gratifying honor did that BA give us? Yes, I asked myself this for almost two months and wanted an answer, knowing I would not get anything concrete. I wouldn't even know what to do with a concrete answer.
Instead, I found a reason to talk to strangers, tell stories, involve myself in someone else's life for a short while. I spent a really great month with Connie and Aurora, they have been wonderful friends to me. "Sharing is caring," Connie says as Aurora is hungry for another avocado. I got to see Luke, my long lost pal of awkward silences and I enjoyed our walks and talks as an odd couple (next generation?). Antwerp welcomed us three girls and we long to return for new years, plus we got hooked on that music and I on Gui Boratto. And of course the last stop in Edinburgh (Ed-in-bra, haha Vivek) made me feel the most welcome, the most included, the most at home. Great conversations with Graham, Vivek's unbelievable help, Dan's randomness, and Marie being the sweetheart that she is, plus the countless people I met an enjoyed at the BBQ (Chris and I finally meeting someone who spoke the same language!) and couches surrounding (James, you are missed).
Even Dublin helped me out without even knowing it. I will be there someday. The real question is, where won't I be someday?
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