It's all like a movie. Like something I couldn't do but did anyway.
I took a flight to Barcelona, leaving the cold weather of sweden and took my chances in spain. To say I was frightened is an understatement. I confronted fear of death, realizing that if I didn't do it I would never do it later.
It's one thing to travel with others, another thing to do it by yourself.
Everything I had inside of me came up to the surface: Fears, a lot of fears. Fears of getting robbed, fears of getting lost, fears of losing sanity by new experiences. Also, my physical condition wasn't good enough.
But I realized that in order to get something you have to risk something. Confronting death and moving beyond it.
Barcelona is paradise. I had high expectations for the city but they were surpassed by a great margin.
Life in Barcelona is extraordinary. I see bikers, surfers, skaters and guitar players. The archtecture is fabulous. I love how the city is built at the seaside and has several mountains. It's a feeling of high-life, also night-life and many parties.
I live at a youth hostel, for the special price of 6.50 € / night. Barcelona is cheap if you don't buy anything. The best things in life are free, especially being social and talking spanish which I will try to do.
With that said I buy icecream, coffe and some tapas, this is a trip for a lifetime.
Great people! I already have talked to australians, iranians and italians. Backpackers everywhere.
What does it all come down to?
Personal development. Watching the wonders of life, going beyond my limits and enjoying life at the same time.
I have already realized several things about myself: That I love skating, talk english fluently and are a sucker for hights.
I love to be caught up in the wonder. When nothing is certain and I have to learn new skills and open up myself to new possibilities.
Meeting a girl even, something I rarely do.
So far: The trip to Barcelona is the best thing I ever have done and also the hardest.
I love it!