Henry David Thoreau

Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.

American Essayist, Poet and Philosopher, 1817-1862

A Bad Dream

Keane

Why do I have to fly
over every town up and down the line?
I'll die in the clouds above
and you that I defend, I do not love.

I wake up, it's a bad dream,
No one on my side,
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting,
guess I'm not the fighting kind.

Where will I meet my fate?
Baby I'm a man, I was born to hate.
And when will I meet my end?
In a better time you could be my friend.

I wake up, it's a bad dream,
No one on my side,
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting,
guess I'm not the fighting kind.
Wouldn't mind it
if you were by my side
But you're long gone,
yeah you're long gone now.

Where do we go?
I don't even know,
My strange old face,
And I'm thinking about those days,
And I'm thinking about those days.

I wake up, it's a bad dream,
No one on my side,
I was fighting
But I just feel too tired
to be fighting,
guess I'm not the fighting kind.
Wouldn't mind it
if you were by my side
But you're long gone,
yeah you're long gone now.

Octopus´s Garden

The Beatles

I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade
He'd let us in, knows where we've been
In his octopus' garden in the shade

I'd ask my friends to come and see
An octopus' garden with me
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade.

We would be warm below the storm
In our little hideaway beneath the waves
Resting our head on the sea bed
In an octopus' garden near a cave

We would sing and dance around
because we know we can't be found
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden in the shade

We would shout and swim about
The coral that lies beneath the waves
(Lies beneath the ocean waves)
Oh what joy for every girl and boy
Knowing they're happy and they're safe
(Happy and they're safe)

We would be so happy you and me
No one there to tell us what to do
I'd like to be under the sea
In an octopus' garden with you.

Alexandre Dumas

Half World, 1855

When we fall, we never fall on the good place.

Charles Baudelaire

The true travellers are those who leave just for the sake of it.

Aldous Huxley

To travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries.

Let it go

Today, I had to go to a place where I didn't really want to go. It was a trip through memory lane. A necessary voyage beneath clothes and photos and gadgets and souvenirs of the one I lost.
If you haven't done it once, I tell you, you're bound to do it someday.
It's one hell of a trip. Difficult, winding, complicated, confused.
You start by seeing, then touching, smelling, hearing and finally thinking.
The hardest one is obviously the last one, cause it brings back all the others at the same time gathered with the thoughts triggered by the senses.
And all of a suden, you're not where you are anymore. You're somewhere else. With someone else.
And for a split second, you are living a different life. But reality strikes. And all you can do is remember. And think. And cry.
I miss so many things and so many people. I know they'll never come back. Either because they're just too far away or too far gone.
I guess I like to travel a lot, but I really don't enjoy much when other people go. Once again, I come to the conclusion that we're here to learn to let go. So there you go.

Travelling Gringa Strikes Again

Back in the game. Never home. From one hot spot to the other! She is alive!

Statement

I am officially stuck in Brazil for over a year. I must leave!

Gilbert Keith Chesterton

The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is at last to set foot on one's own country as a foreign land.

I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

U2

I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you

I have run I have crawled
I have scaled
these city walls
these city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her fingertips
It burned like fire
This burning desire

I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of the devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

I believe in the Kingdom Come
Then all the colours will
bleed into one
bleed into one
But yes I'm still running

You broke the bonds and you loosed the chains
You carried the cross
And my shame
And my shame
You know I believe it
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for

Valentin Louis Georges Eugène Marcel Proust

In Search of Lost Time - The Prisioner, 1923

The only real voyage consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes; in seeing the universe through the eyes of another, one hundred others - in seeing the hundred universes that each of them sees, that each one of them is.

Leaving. On a jetplane!

To go. It´s the most important thing. No matter how. On foot, by car, by bus, train, boat or plane. Rockets I didn´t test yet. But if there´s anyone with experience in the area, please, fell welcome to share it.While travelling, there´s nothing like walking. To really know a place, to  make your feet touch each and every centimetre of the unknown. But there are distances that feet can´t reach. Either because they´re too tired, or because the time is too short. It doesn´t really matter.So, nothing better then hit the road driving. Taking control of everything. Of your time of departure, of arrival, stopping as many times as you want. Listening to whatever kind of music you choose, as high volumed as desired with no one to complain. And you can sing and yell or just keep as quiet as possible. There´s nothing like driving.But sometimes you don´t have an available car. So, between the bus and the train, I pick the train. But in Brazil, that´s not an option. So, let´s talk about the bus. You just sit there while the guy in front of you reclines his seat into your lap and the child sitting behind is kickboxing the back of your seat. When the bus makes a quick stop, after a 40 hour trip and a four hour mechanical problem in the middle of the cold night, there comes the jackfruit salesman. With a half opened jackfruit.If you´ve never heard of a jackfruit, just know that it has a terrible smell that in that occasion, just spread all over the place. Horrible.But sometimes, there are no other solutions. And there are people, like a friend of mine, that enters, sits and sleeps immediately. Even if a meteor would fall by her side, she´d only wake up on the destination. How lucky!Well, if there´s the train, there´s nothing to think about. On the train you may walk around and strech your legs, eat, go to the toilet and sometimes you don´t even have to pay it. You can also just admire the landscape through the window and perhaps, talk to the person sitting beside you, if he or she is interesting.By the way, in the Netherlands, there´s a paper on the trains where it´s possible to post adds and look after people you´ve meet in a trip sometime before. If I still recall what it said, it was somewhat like this: "I´m from The Hague and she´s from Breda. We had such a pleasant trip, talked about everything, especially about (something very specific that would let her recognise him), but I arrived and we couldn´t exchange phone numbers. I wish I could see her again." After that, that was some information about how to leave a message to the guy on the newspapers main offices. Could you picture this in a bus in Brazil?
Well, moving on, going to the boat. It´s wonderful, but very limited. But with the sun shining and the wind... Facing the waves is one of the few adrenaline situations that I like. What about a ship? Well, like a friend would say, c'est la classe! And a cruise, oulálá!Counting pros and cons, if it is for me to get out of where I am, I´ll go. But my only problem is my biggest addiction: airplanes.
People can say whatever they want, that planes crash every once in a while, that accidents with planes are more fatal then with other transports, there can be the child bumping against my seat or the drunk guy´s stincky feet in yopur face. There´s nothing like flying. I can´t help being on the ground for too long. I need to be in the air. See everything from up above, go further and faster. Nothing can go wrong. "If the cabin air system should fail, oxygen masks will be released from the panel just above your seat". Is there anything more comforting then knowing that your seat can float? It´s the risk you gotta take to discover new things. I have to get a plane urgently!