Woke up super early this morning. Not because I wanted to, but because of a bat flying around in my bedroom. I thought to myself "this must be a sign". When I got up to chase it out, it had disappeared. What a way to start a 16 hour travel day....
Arrived at the airport nearly 3 hours before my flight. The feeling I had when the automated doors swung open to reveal the ticket counter was intense. I found my self holding back tears of happiness, sadness, and what the WTF are you doingness. "2 weeks by yourself in Spain?" I asked myself. It still feels surreal that in a few hours I will be in a different country, alone, finding out what I am made of.
I have been thinking of how blessed I am. How much I love my family, my friends, and the life I am making for myself. Now time to board the plane to Charlotte, then to Madrid, then to Barcelona. Let's roll.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
The Time Has Come!!
I am packed, here I go. Time to be set free, ready to leave my heart to the wild hunt a coming. Just me, my backpack, and my thoughts. This is my trip to move forward, to take in the opportunities that life has given me, entirely funded from a little tiny shiny ring. Not sure what I will find, or where I'll end up. But I do know that I am about to embark on an epic journey. The "planned" stops are Barcelona, Valencia, Madrid, and San Sebastion. I will try to refrain from posting any pictures of me on the beach in my "man-kini", but I can't make any promises.
For now, time to have one last cold beer before the 13 hour travel day tomorrow.
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