If there is something I know that's sure about life, it's that most of the time you can't control the outcome of it. You are like a passenger on a train without a clear destination that stops at the most unexpected places. You have to make plans in life but also be able to accept when things interferes with them. Along the way you meet people and you also leave some behind. Like most people I love beginnings and hates endings. In the last years I have gotten better at leaving things behind without it breaking my heart but traveling still fills me with both joy and sadness. Most of the time I feel some kind of anxiety when I have to pack my bags and return to whatever place I call home at the moment.
I just came back from a long and needed vacation, first I spent 2 weeks in a springlike Italy with my beautiful Lu and then I stopped in Berlin for a couple of days to meet with my dear friends Gerry and Manuel. I 2010 I called Berlin home and I lived there almost one year. I have been back many times but this weekend was the first time I could walk around in the city without feeling melancholic, in a way it felt like Berlin was this former lover and that we could finally be friends.
I love the excitement of traveling, especially fantasizing of how it will be, the experiences and how you are hoping for pleasant surprises along the way. This trip definitely had it's highs and it's lows. A sickness stopped me from visiting Rome, which was the only thing I really had planned during my stay in Italy. Since I am a stubborn woman I know that in a near future I will make sure I get to go there. I guess you could say that me and Italy is a little bit like a love story. It just keeps me coming back for more and more. They say that opposites attracts and that is definitely the case here. But how can I not love something that is so beautiful in many ways, the weather, the light, the food, the wine and the warmness I felt in the people I have met. I don't understand the language and I wish I did but sometimes all you need is body language. I leave you with those lines and instead I will let the pictures speak for themselves.
