Sometimes what is needed is a kick up the ...

Trip Start Dec 10, 2011
Trip End Sep 29, 2012

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Saturday, June 2, 2012

Today a fellow traveller made a comment to me about the sandals I was wearing. "Those are a bit fancy shoes for a backpacker". Now I am not sure what he wanted me to say in return but I said "well a woman needs something like this when she travels for a long time", my justification also to him "they don't take up too much space either". The replies fell to complete silence on his part and that is where our short conversation ended!

His question made me think, the answer really should have been´... "I´m not your typical backpacker". I'm more a posh backpacker I guess. I don't carry my backpack unless I really have to opting often for taxis to the bus terminal. I don't think it is normal to wear the same clothes for one month and not clean myself either, which unfortunately I see some backpackers really letting themselves go and thinking it is ok, it is not, you smell and you look dirty! Take a shower! Maybe if this guy makes any more comments I will go for it, saying what I really think. That is the thing with hostels and chatting to other travellers, you might get lucky and meet someone on your wavelength or there again not, being subjected to mundane or ridiculous chit-chat with a complete stranger that you are thrusted into this situation whilst waiting for my water to boil.

Well one good thing about this guy is he has got me to write again as well as a special person making me happy again, I have not written very much since I got to Sucre. Something switched off inside me I guess. I have been feeling sad, lonely, a bit over it allI guess! I was at the dentist getting my teeth cleaned, great experience by the way and costs all of equivalent of £6. The dentist asked me what was I doing as it is Friday night, I said nothing I don't know people here with that I nearly started blubbing into the dentist chair and had to swallow a lot to keep it together. 

Six months in and I am traveling my dream around the world. I should be grateful, I should remember I might not ever get to do this again, so I tried to remind myself... I read my blogs from way back in January when I started out, I also read quotes reminding myself and encouraging myself, trying to spur myself on. It was not working. I then read a lot from home on all things patriotic of my country, Olympics, Queen's Jubilee and my favourite (I am not ashamed to admit it either) the Eurovision contest, I was going to miss it all. I also heard about the sun being out and I have to say that England is even more amazing and beautiful country in the sun, I was officially jealous and told my friends back home the same. I was jealous of those after work drinks in the pub, I was jealous of the picnics, BBQs and all the antics outdoors. A friend said to me she'd gladly swap with me, then I realised my god I should be thankful come on.
I remember at the beginning of my trip the most common thing people said to me was "oh wow you are traveling alone, is that safe, aren't you afraid?" Now the most common thing I hear after people learn where I have been and how much time I am travelling for is, "wow aren't you lucky?" I am quick to answer that comment, as it bugs me a lot. I am not lucky, I would say, I worked hard to save money to do this trip and I left my friends, family and home to be on my own to travel. It is not luck, it is hard work. OK rant over. Sorry!

Really though this got me thinking too, I am lucky, fortunate, blessed. I am travelling around the world and seeing places and cultures so different from my own I can learn and take a litle bit of each with me. I started volunteering again and that also set me back to reality with a jolt. Working with far less fortunate children with disabilities will do that to you.  So all of this has somehow kicked me up my PROVERABLE 'arse' and I am almost back on form. I am going to be sticking around here in Sucre for two more weeks volunteering every morning in the week and then taking two hours of private Spanish lessons so I can hopefully speak with a 'latino' accent as my lovely Spanish teacher Tatiana is promising me!  Hasta Luego mis amigas.
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