Yes, after over 16 months on the road my trip has finally ended and I am back in Madrid. I can't truly say whether I'm happy or sad, because I think my heart is a mix of both feelings. I'm happy that I'm back in my homeland, with my family and all my friends. Seeing all these people that I love around me, caring for me and bombing me with thousands of questions is, without a doubt, the best thing about being back home. I´m also happy to have a place to stay for more than a few days. Happy to have my own clean bathroom (with flushing toilet and toilet paper :) Happy to be able to finally take EVERYTHING out of my backpack. Happy to drink water from the tap. Happy to be able to see ALL my pictures in a big screen. Happy to enjoy again all the delicious food I haven't had in so long. Happy to be able to do again most of my favorite sports.
But I can't help feeling sad and nostalgic about a lot of things. Sad about all the people I've met and the new friends I've made, most of whom I will never see again. Sad to think of my trip as a memory, rather than something that will go on tomorrow. Sad about opening my window to the same view everyday. Sad about having to pay European prices again. Sad about not seeing different people, cultures and foods around me. Sad about not having a reason to shoot 100 pictures everyday. Sad about putting my guidebooks back in my bookshelf. Sad about ending this blog.
And I can't end this blog without thanking all of you, whom I've met on the road, because it is you that have made this trip a truly memorable one for me. Thanks to all of you, who have followed my trip on this blog and who have sent me endless emails even when I couldn't reply: you've always been my company, even when I was alone.
I can't believe this trip is over. The fact that I will probably never be able to do something like this again is, without a doubt, my saddest thought. The game is over, and I can't help thinking...should I insert a new coin?
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