"Why do people move? What makes them uproot and leave everything they’ve known for a great unknown beyond the horizon? Why climb this Mount Everest of formalities that makes you feel like a beggar? Why enter this jungle of foreignness where everything is new, strange and difficult?"
Life of Pi, Yann Martel.
Sara, a friend whom I haven't talked about on this blog is starting up a new job, a new life. That's what the subject of her last e-mail said. She's leaving her parents home and the safety of her job for the unknown, for a vast inmesity of endless possibilities elsewhere. She's going to Latin America, again.
She's not the only one. Chris, a friend I met in India, is moving to Japan next month. He does not know when he'll come back. Maybe he never does.
Pablo is in Ethiopia shooting a documentary. His first time in Africa. I have the feeling it won't be the last.
I admire people who have the guts to leave everything behind and take the chance to explore new countries, new places, new fields of themselves...
I wish them all good luck.
4 comments:
ademas el viajar es como tomar drogas pero sin los efectos secundarios.
javier h.
Si! Engancha....
hola monica
soy maría, supongo que sara te habra contado que tambien me meti en una nueva aventura como dices. desde calakmul (ahora en este instante campeche) no puedo nada mas que decir adelante y que la suerte nos acompañe jejejeje.
besos a todos
No te ubico ahora mismo....Maria? Qué Maria? Y por dios donde está calakmul?
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