Where do i start?
I love how the places i visit are associated with people more than e sights.
How Pakistan is the Asim family.
How Padua is Lucca and Camilla.
How Meteora is Youngran.
How Grindelwald is BrokebackCowboy.
How Zagreb is Paul.
We didn't have that much time together but all morning,my thoughts have been full of him.
That's what you call really leaving an impression.
How he was shocked that i paid for water. This dude has not bought water in 12months.
That i "planned" where i was going in Croatia.
That i had NO answer to his question "give me one example of you doing something crazy and spontaneous".
Got me thinking what happens next?
I asked him if an additional 6hrs on a flight was worth saving 100€. He says it depends,if it meant him sleeping in and doing nothing at a hotel that morning for an extra 6hrs,the 100 will not be worth it.
If the 6 hrs was eating into time where precious things could have happened,it would be worth paying even 200€ to save time.
Would i pay 100€ to sleep in a hostel for an extra 6hrs? The answer is no.
Meeting these people have been worth the trip.
Being there and doing that has obviously been insufficient.
Thinking back. I don't think i will ever have regret this trip. The mere experience of the people met is worth the heartache and difficulties met.
I would say Youngran and Lucca are the two i've connected with on the highest levels.
But paul..this dude probably doesnt know that he made the biggest impact on me as a person. Despite us being still strangers and very much aloof. He got the most feelings outta me. I dont even think paul is his real name!
Was it the way he put things into perspective?
Or the experience he had?
Maybe he was just really smooth.
And that aura. THAT aura he had. Nothing comes close.
First thought when i saw him playing pool by himself on e first day. Drug addict.
Second thought when we smiled. Friendly.
Third thought when he said hi and sat opposite me and we exchanged traveling stories. English speaking Hippie
Fourth thought when we spoke and laughed all night long. Wise.
Fifth thought when we met at breakfast. No drugs, no hippie, but a really interesting and tired person.
Sixth when we had another late night talk. Dudeee..im falling.
Last thought this morning after he burnt a juicebox by microwaving it and also taught me the proper way to hug. Blown away.
We didnt even exchange contacts,which is perfect somehow.
One day i said, one day we will meet again in some other country.
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