Today marks two weeks of this stretch of travel. There have certainly been highlights and lowlights, but not a lot of nav lights. I have spent only a single sleepless night on a sailboat, the boat I had come across to get on to begin with. That may be another story, but a story indeed. I have spent many nights on ferry boats, but there is no way that counts for sea time.
These past few days are a story in themselves as well. I have to focus on continuing to share my experience as it happens since I struggle terribly to recall the sights, smells and feeling that make up my experiences once they have passed.
So I currently am sitting in a café in Cecina, Italy, in the Tuscan area, Liverno region. I’m not sure about the details. I know I arrived here terribly exhausted and may have learned a lesson that I cannot enjoy myself if I travel so terribly hard and overnight with little or interrupted rest. My tank was empty and I was feeling vulnerable and emotional. I just wanted to curl up under the covers for a few days and cuddle, rest, and replenish myself. To a degree that did happen and I feel so much better.
I have realized that I would prefer to travel with a lighter bag and intend to remedy that at my next stop. My Russian friend from Germany told me to just unload my bag at a local flea market. We laughed a lot, particularly since we met on the ferry from Zadar, Croatia, to Ancona, Italy and when we arrived, a group of us all dragged our luggage about… I don’t know how far to the train station but I was so hot and sweaty carrying that bag, we were dying laughing. Four trains later, and a car ride, it was straight to the shower for me. Blech, that was a stint on about 36 hours straight of traveling, overnight. I think those wipe me out pretty seriously. As cozy as I think I can get myself in a little sleeping cocoon and eyeshade on a ferry, it cannot be the kind of rest that is actually rejuvenating.
So I am now making my way to Mur de Sologne for a European Yoga Festival and I am incredibly excited. I do not have a ticket or any accommodations planned, and it looks to be about a two day trip to arrive. I have participated in a similar event in the Massachusetts Berkshires last summer and I feel it changed the vibration of my being. Higher. Clearer. The positive energy of the group is something I had never experienced before.
*The above photo montage is entitled: “What actually is a Macchiato? | Something to try. | Not my preference.” Lol
Ok I want to get something up while I have internet and before I board to train this evening. I realize I was struggling since I don’t know that my travel experiences have ever really been about the place, as much as they have been about the interaction and experiences I share with those who are in my company. It certainly is a realization and I am working to listen to myself as the loudest voice of direction and take everything else as ideas.