"To travel to the stars have to travel alone". The phrase, German poet and essayist Heinrich Heine, waxing that old and recurrent mythic wanderer who envy his solitary walk the rest. No one looks beyond a privileged freedom, the come and go without a warrant, a virtue always advisable for the other. It is difficult to perceive that really does not walk with your feet, walks with his face.
The lonely traveler, at a time when the exploits of Ujiji moved to Facebook, is the desire of some globe-trotting adventure to understand the equation unchanged between advancing and suffering. That is why the totem no longer see, is to explain how much it has cost. Not even get it already, when no one had been at the top was always the reward of being the first. The second, we all are already, had no choice but to look over your head and try to climb to heaven if I dreamed it was to appear on the books that mention the conquerors of the land spans.
The second, we all are already, had no choice but to climb and look over his head the path to heaven
I turn to live in Africa in late July, this time to Mozambique, for a time. I turn only, as many, like millions of people every day make route to places unknown until yesterday and tomorrow are the routine of the days ahead. I'm not the same type more than two years ago made his way, then to South Africa, and lived in those lands 18 fascinating month. In the only adventure of trying and I realized that my success is not. Lost in the journey inside the innocence of wonder, no external. I asked the innocence to believe that the eyes of others to tramp, near and far, serve to deceive the time. Some travelers inevitable ego to use some boring nights in the conversations you hear the rest, in the ways in which you walk lost, the doubts of fear. One way to convince you that you're feeling what you're feeling, as if at that moment the world stopped to think what are you doing Javier? and you to feel your breath. It is not true. The trip almost always check to those who do not understand that there is the risk.
I asked the innocence to believe that the eyes of others to tramp, near and far, serve to deceive the time
In recent years I have known several people who made the old dream, it has most of the population, to leave everything and go to walk the planet. People who lectured before leaving saying that not one of those cowards who can not leave the nest. Many returned days or months later with a veil in the stomach, disappointed to discover that they are not what they thought. Not bad, not think that's failing in the mirror, because without going to return had always lived while they were still going off. One must be very brave to dare to lose.
I guess I understood that in a beach paradise in the Caribbean, crazy nights in big cities or in the mountains of Tibet mythical silence is deafening, when there is silence. Actually, I think the ruling was carrying fleeing, no goal. A lottery that makes you dependent on a smoke-filled environment, a fleeting love in which the beds are converted into bed, the company of a group of travelers. But, no epic, there is a hospital that help, write a book, peak to tread, work to make a living .... That itself is reason to hold on in the journey of loneliness blows. For them, for those who left without much enjoy the hypothetical plan, in the heat of other bodies and voices are played its success. When I encounter is sublime, that sensations are multiplied under the umbrella of the uncertain, but elusive shown rapid take up again the way back.
A lottery that makes you dependent on a smoke-filled environment, a fleeting love in which the beds are converted into bed
I'll move to a paradisiacal beach in Vilanculos and a fun and interesting city as Maputo. Will travel, I hope, again by some neighboring countries for other travel writing. I will continue correspondent. So far the plan looks very good. And it is, it is certainly. But is the scene of an incomplete work that does not teach the scenes or the brochure. In people, as always, is the secret, I learned many years ago when I lived for the first time outside home, in Malta. A conditional therefore, as explained above. And not, I will not raise the risk success. That is only part of any trip, never the foundation, although there is a legitimate satisfaction to achieve goals and overcome fears. The others are not much you're given a "like" on pages where thousands of kilometers away narrate your sleepless nights. They sleep and you, restless, you face your desires only.
