spain

spain hoodwinked my heart before i landed

those mountains
those red topped roofs
those blue lapping ocean waves

that sunshine

the sweater i wore on the plane was useless
eighty degree early evening warmth enveloped me
immediately
i was blinded by sun (now a stranger)

after collecting the grey pack holding
my life in material
i walked outside
stood a moment
shook out of nervousness and
the realization that
no one spoke english

broken spanish found
broken english
and broken directions
turned whole

right after sundown i walked into my hostel
sweaty
excited
and
hungry

in the shower i met two girls
(because this is where you meet people in hostels)
downstairs i met two boys
(because this is where you meet people in hostels)
later in the week i met a group of people
(my first experience with couchsurfing via events)

the group of people became
the people i spent my time in barcelona with
walking
talking
eating
laughing
dancing

in spain
in barcelona
i learned

confidence in personal ability comes directly from doing

(i saw a heart everysingleday on my travels in everysinglecity)

after barcelona i spent two days walking around madrid
a bit bored and
underwhelmed


(inside the madrid metro street artists hop on and off)

so i packed up and left
for france
on a whim

and
after a long and beautiful train ride, i ended up in toulouse

more on that later

have you ever been to spain? what did you think?

much love,

zoe

13 Jul This entry was published on July 13, 2012 at 6:35 pm. It’s filed under happy heart, happy life, photography, story time, travel and tagged couchsurfing, travel, vacation. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.