Travels Eve

And just like that, seven months after the seed of travel was planted, tomorrow I leave.  I am so excited, focused, and determined... I've never felt this way before about any of my travels before.  I have no idea what to expect, which is why I simply can't wait another day to start this adventure! I want to start living the adventure, instead of dreaming about it.

I hope I meet wonderful people who impact my life.
I hope I try some of the most delicious food I have ever had.
I hope I discover music that makes me want to listen to it on repeat.
I hope I learn another language thoroughly.
I hope I can make a small difference in the life of this family.
I hope I relish the natural environment in and around Malaga.
I hope I become comfortable with the European way of life.
I hope I read many books on the beach.
I hope I drink many sangrias and cappuccinos in cafes.
I hope I spend many nights by the ocean.
I hope I open my heart and my soul fully to let this experience in.

Alright, lets do this thing!!

A word on fear and adventure.

I think great big adventures are supposed to scare the shit out of you.  I think it's inherent in the fact that its an adventure.  What stops people from traveling by themselves is not whether or not they are afraid, it's whether or not they let that fear manifest itself or face it head on.  During my last night with my darling friend (who is also embarking on an adventure - in NYC!) he left me with some wise words of advice for my travels.  He said "fear is going to be the only thing holding you back. so when you feel that fear bubbling up inside, preventing you from moving forward, you need to look it in the face and say 'fuck you fear!'".  And then we started yelling it together in the crowded bar :)