Here’s What I Think…

This trip has done nothing to satisfy my need to travel.  It has only made me want to see more, do more, meet more people.  Although on this journey, I have traveled in only one country, Spain, it has been an experience of a lifetime.  This country is like my second home.  I feel so alive here, so comfortable, so immersed.  Maybe I lived a past life here.  Who knows?  And the people I have become friends with along the way have been an utter joy.  There was the Argentinean former flamenco dancer/special education teacher Gabriel in Sevilla with the bright smile and energetic personality, who has already e-mailed me to return.  There was also the art history professor Antonio I met last July in Madrid, who was more than happy to spend the entire day with me after he wrapped up his classes but with one rule—indoors we spoke English, outdoors we spoke only Spanish.  I got nervous every time it was time to leave a café, or restaurant, or museum.  And then there was the Italian ex-patriot from Sardinia, Andreas, who wined and dined me at his favorite pasta joint in Barcelona.  It’s amazing to me how you can go anywhere in the world all by yourself and never feel alone.  You just have to be open to it.