You see the 1st time on my trip I cried was the time I was held at gunpoint in Montverde, Costa Rica… it was so out of the blue and something I had never been through… that as soon as I got to my room I called one of my best friends crying.
Now 5 month into my trip I am crying and I don’t know why! I had a very good time the 8 nights I spent in Paris. Yes I saw the sights, saw what Mona Lisa has to show me and fell in love with the great food. I then spent 2 days in Brussels…. a day in Bruges with Val from Silly America & am currently in Antwerp on the road alone again! I am currently writing this from my bunk… in this 14-bed dorm room.
Okay I lied I do know why I cried… I cried for many reasons. Even though I have been back on the road for 2 weeks I feel like the 2nd week was my 1st week back on the road. Does that make sense? Let me explain… the 1st week I spent it in Paris with Alice a friend of mine and was basically spoiled… I had a very big comfy bed along with hot showers. I would make sure we had breakfast every morning by going to the market and she would make sure we would have a great dinner. Now that I’m on the road again… it’s not the same.
I hadn’t been in a hostel since I left Playa del Carmen over a month ago. I spent a month at home and loved it, but after 2 weeks was itching to be back on the road. Then when I got to the one in Brussels it was easy to get too and I already had someone waiting for me to hang out with. So the 2 nights there were a breeze. I was having problems with the Internet that made things a bit frustrating, but that is normal when you are relying on hostel WiFi and I had to get used to that again.
Then the both of us had planned to spend 2 nights in Bruges. Val of course had already reserved her 2 nights and me coming from Central America where you could just show up and find a bed didn’t think I needed to book in advance. After we purchased our train ticket to Bruges and made our way there we arrived and couldn’t find our hostel. We were both getting frustrated because we were tired of walking around town with our backpacks on. Finally over an hour later we found our hostel. She had no problem getting her bed for 2 nights… me on the other hand let the lady know I didn’t have a reservation and she looked at me like “OMG”. I asked her I would like a bed for 2 nights. She lets me know she can only book me for one night (tonight) because the next night is fully booked. I take the one night and look at Val pissed. I immediately get online to find another hostel in Bruges that is available and don’t find anything. I then have to decide where I am going next and go ahead and book it. I’m pissed I am only spending one day in Bruges, but its my fault I should have booked in advance. Later that night I go to take a shower and yet again another cold shower… another thing that added to my frustration.
The next day I say bye to Val (even though I know I’m going to see her again in Valencia for La Tomatina for me it was hard). I make my way to Antwerp and luckily find my hostel with no problem. I realize a day into my stay there that I have to deal with a crappy bed that makes noise every time I move a muscle, deal with cold showers, and deal with saying bye to amazing people I am meeting again.
I know it may sound like I am complaining, but I am not. I am just venting about things I am having to get used to again as I embark on the 2nd part of my journey around the world. I know most people assume traveling is easy and always fun, but that is not the case. It is hard to travel city to city finding a place to stay, finding a place to eat, communicating with people who may not know your language and well it hit me hard my 2nd night here in Antwerp. After spending the night chatting with awesome people that are also on their own journey we said bye to each other at like 4am. I went to my bed and it hit me that i have to get used to being on the road again and that it’s tough and just cried. Thank god for internet because I spent the next moments talking to people who care about me and listened to me and made me feel better.
I had only planned to spend 3 nights here in Antwerp and spend the 2 other nights in Rotterdam before getting to Amsterdam. Instead I decided to stay in Antwerp 2 more nights skip Rotterdam and just make my way straight to Amsterdam. I’m glad I did that because the last 2 days I have spent them doing nothing and needed that. I am now ready to get back on the road and have a great time. I think I needed the few days of rest to get my brain and body back in travel mode. Now I am on my way to Amsterdam and am looking forward to it so much as it is something I have been planning with Corey from Where’s Waldner for a very long time and am looking forward to the nice apartment we booked for 5 nights there.
So have any of you had a mini melt down while traveling? I know I am loving what I am doing and am going to keep going, but just needed the time to regroup my thoughts and adjust to life back on the road. This kind of reminded me of my 1st real week on the road filled with highs & lows. I have a long way to go and am looking forward to all the adventures that are yet to come, but sometimes I guess we do have do wonder “wow really this is what I have to do to see the world???”.