Over the last couple of days – since Madrid – my mood as changed. A lot and to the better. Lisboa, Seville and Cadiz have been such wonderful places with wonderful people I’ve met there. Former is cool, but the latter is even more important. They both worked together, tho. Barcelona and Madrid were too large and too hectic for my current state of mind. I went partying, but I was not want I needed. It was too much for me. Lisboa, Sevilla and Cadiz are places which are a bit smaller than those huge cities. There is stuff going on, certainly, but not that much. It didn’t feel as touristy and felt more like the locals were actually the majority and are enjoying their life in those cities.

And yes, the hostels were amazing. That must’ve been the most important part. They cretaed a social atmosphere, one where you actually got to know people and wanted to get to know people. And so, that happened. Whether it be in the hills of Lisboa, in the family feeling of Seville or on the sunny beaches of Cadiz – the people were there and even for just a brief moment of time, not much longer than a day, you made connections. Such good and honest connections.

I just now realized, that I’m wirting in a „you“-perspective. Why? I don’t know, but I would guess that this is because I’m reflecting. Talking to my inner self somewhat.

Either way, this is just a little snippet of my reflection process and my realization. But the more I write, I calm down and realize what has happened and what is happening around me. It is funny how this works. By just writing down what come sinto my head – literally doing nothing else – you achieve the best results. Not confirming to some kind of predetermined form when it comes to writing, but instead, just, writing.

Writing down everything and letting that be a reflection of my mind. I wonder how interesting it is to read from an outside perpective. This, I must say tho, is the truest and best form of writing. Just doing it. Thinking is not needed.

I’m happy. And yet, a bit anxious. And excited. Right now as I’m writing this I’m sitting at the port of Tarifa and wait for my boarding to start to go to Morocco. And as the world wants it – exactly at this point everyone is standing up, because the boarding starts. Seemingly. It actually didn’t quite start yet. Everyone is a bit hectic.

People. Calm down.

I sat back down.

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And I got back up, we’re on the ferry now.

Either way, the last few days were beautiful, I think one can tell. And now, we’re off to a new adventure. See you in a bit.

Muchas gracias

-Louis, 23