Jul 31, 2014

"New Trend"

I've been listening to a lot of Jazz/Bossa Nova lately, which may be thanks to the influence of my dad. My dad would always be playing this type of music weekend mornings when both him and my mom were home, and it brings back a lot of pleasant childhood memories. When I came back from Europe, my dad and I were the only ones home and I heard him playing "The Girl from Ipanema," and I couldn't help but be mesmerized by the sound. 

The other night I watched a movie with my mom, we saw And So It Goes. It was a decent, feel-good type movie - nothing special. But there was one seen, where Diane Keaton's character is talking about a song she heard when she first fell in love - "The Shadow of Your Smile" - and I thought about music today. The song some people probably hear when they first fall in love is probably some cheesy, uninspired pop song. 

When I was in Europe, I was surprised to hear American pop music playing. But that was only in passing, I suppose when I think about the music I heard in Europe I think about the woman on the Paris metro with her portable speaker and microphone singing a ballad in French, or the man with the stringed instrument with a horn attached (still can't figure out how the horn was supposed to be played...) singing a song, all smiles. I think about the mellow, French songs playing in the caf├ęs. I think about the festival I happened upon in Barcelona, and the upbeat sounds of the drums and horns. I think about the bands in Pamplona, with their brassy instruments. And maybe that's why my ears were open to hearing something so different. Yes, I can't understand the lyrics to most of these songs, but I can feel the emotions with each note and each word being sung.


Jul 27, 2014


The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to you, but it’s not. It is an existential truth: only those people who are capable of being alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core of another person—without possessing the other, without becoming dependent on the other, without reducing the other to a thing, and without becoming addicted to the other. They allow the other absolute freedom, because they know that if the other leaves, they will be as happy as they are now. Their happiness cannot be taken by the other, because it is not given by the other.” - Osho

"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” - Mark Twain

"Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things—air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky—all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it." - Cesare Pavese

"Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors." -Terry Pratchett

"I miss so many places but I really don’t miss any places at all. Because missing a place is really a substitute for missing a group of people, a mindset, a time - an era of your life defined by your surroundings because they were different than anything else you’ve ever known. Going back to the place won’t satiate the longing or quell the nostalgia, because no matter what, things have changed, and people have moved on and the place won’t be how you’ve left it. Sometimes returning to the city or the country just adds to the emptiness of knowing that you can never return to those specific trips that shaped you; you’ll never recreate those memories fading ever-distant into your past. you can’t tug at the ever-flowing current of time to get just a few seconds back of that feeling of truly living that was inspired by the confluence of stars that brought you, those people, that place, those circumstances together all at once. 

So the only thing to do is keep chasing, chasing that wanderlust, collecting more and more experiences that you’ll then miss equally sharply, leaving a trail of goodbyes and adding to the ever-growing list of places you miss, experiences you ache to replay, moments that define who you are. those places are home, even if they will never exist again the way they did for you then." - I wrote a note on my phone at midnight, by Marit B.

Where to start? I backpacked through Western Europe...by myself! During the beginning of my trip my stomach was in knots, I was nervous. I contemplated what would happen if I cancelled my plans. Initially, I didn't want to go alone...but I had no one to go with me. I've dreamt of travelling for years, and I was finally making my dreams come true! 
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