Italy is beautiful. Europe is beautiful. History, art, music, culture, wonderful food; it’s all here, at our fingertips. But we feel…odd. A few months ago we were here experiencing moments like this, now we are here. A few months ago, we slept under the stars in places like this, now we sleep here. Don’t get me wrong, I love Europe. I could easily spend years happily cycling its road and tasting its wine but still, something is missing. I think its Africa.
For the record, I still dream of pyramids, sandstorms, quiver trees and warm coke stops. That was priceless.
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August 27th, 2008 at 4:32 pm
I understand you all too well. I’ve never felt so uninspired by Europe as I did/do this time. It simply hurts.