things i´ve learned

in a few ways, this trip has been cursed from the get go and i do remember saying to davoud and nick as they were driving me to the airport that i was really nervous. not about flying or wearing flip flops in the shower or even walking around solo after dark, but i think i now know what the nervousness was brought on by.

there comes a time in everyone´s life when they are *done* with the hostel. not neccesarily the guesthouse or the budget hotel, but the 6-12 people sleeping in a dorm life. i think there is also a time when you tire of doing things on your own whilst travelling. i saw a lot of extremely fascinating contemporary and outrageous art today and no one there to discuss it with. sometimes i´m just not in the mood to talk to strangers.

so i think that´s it for me on the solo travelling front for a while. well, this trip wasn´t supposed to be solo, but that´s just the way it turned out. it´s not that i haven´t enjoyed myself because i have, but if you asked me if i had fun i think i´d have to say no.

i was also remembering a time when it all seemed to difficult and this land across the sea seemed so far away. it all just doesn´t seem as foreign anymore.

i´ve also learned that there is a henderson´s in every city if you look for it - in barcelona it comes in the form of foodball - and that i can now firmly distinguish between canadian and american accents.