this is the sound of freedom

finalllly back from backpacking eastern europe. what an adventure. man. not gonna even blog about all the stories cuz there are way too many and it wouldnt do them justice just quickly ranting in my usual sporadic rapid storytelling tone. but quickly i will say some advice. DONT go to slovakia, you will leave it with that same horrible feeling you get after watching the movie i am legend when u went in to see a matinee and you came out and its dark and u feel like u will never see light or happiness again. ok, im being dramatic - como siempre, but really, it was a boring city - of course we found our ways to entertain ourselves seeing as how thats our specialty, but thats beside the point. on the other hand, DO go to Budapest, Hungary. it was one of the most awesome place ive ever been. a city dripping with that thick middle-eastern summer heat, bumpy bus-ride, hot and sticky glorious swagger. we did everything from going caving on the Pest side of Budapest *fun fact - Budapest is the only capital city in the world build on a hill with caves* to wasting away the day lying in turkish baths and doing some serious people watching. we also met a pair of intensely creative swiss guys who we made music with on a park bench. that's why budapest was rad - it was all about the experience, it wasn't about running around trying to squeeze monuments and museums and parliament buildings into a 2 hour window, or desperately pacing through the city head bowed down to a map missing what's in front of your face - not that sometimes we don't get caught up in trying to be educated tourists who do things like museums and tours and all that, but most of the time, we fail miserably, and im glad we do. because who wants those to be their memories of traveling? now as our days in spain are inching closer and closer to an end, i keep getting this far too familiar feeling of desperation - that itchy feeling of trying to do everything i want in no time. i cant believe this year is ending in 2 months - and i have to go back to SD and find a place to live next year and try to remember what it was like to be a real person. once you're granted the euphoric feeing of freedom its nearly impossible to revert to my old day to day, color-coated planner lifestyle. i love that life, dont get me wrong - i'm a clinically diagnosed organize-aholic but living here has given me a delicious taste of life - and what it feels like to not know where you're going. and bob (not marley) said it just right - like he always does. this is the sound of freedom.