Casa Banderas 2
Trip Start
Aug 04, 2008
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8
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Trip End
Oct 15, 2008
Portomarin,
Spain and Canary Islands
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Gordon pointed out over dinner last night that he has never had so many people around his table yet. It was 10 of us: Claire, Ada and I, Gordon, his good friend Saskia from Germany, our old friend Ale the dancer who we've just picked up from Lugo's train station, and four young pilgrims from different corners of the world: Mattthew, Nick, Giorgia and Lisa.
It really was a remarkable thing that so many like-minded people have gathered under one roof at this point in time, our paths crossing for a brief moment thanks to Gordon's hospitality. Moments of realisation like this one are rare these days, but still happen quite often if we're curious enough to seek them and if we pay attention to the signs along the road.
While having supper under the stars in the cool evening air, my thoughts are once again focused on the meaninglessness of concepts such as people's nationalities and social classes, and the futility of borders as boundaries between them. These may be able to divide people along ethnic and linguistic lines, which in turn create false ideas of diversity and claims of uniqueness, but they will never stop anyone from speaking their hearts when the conditions are right and the will of converging, rather than diverging, prevails.
This in brief is what I've learnt time after time on the roads of many countries around the world, and am sure that many of you, dear readers and fellow travelers, share this feeling. Please feel free to comment to this post with your own thoughts on the subject, I will treasure any feedback.
Stay Tuned for more, this time from Portugal and the Boom Festival.
