Family comes first!

     After my adventure at sea, it was time to go back to land. And it was not only the change from sea to land what had me a little bit nervous, but the time I hadn't been "moving from home", that between the time in Brittany and the time in Embruns, it sumed up to almost 3 months. Obviuosly, I was also feeling the pull of the road, and I started moving again, hitch hiking through the roads, a new house each day, new frineds in every stop.

     Life smiled at me. From the first place I went to after saying good bye to the three bateaux, and counting every place I slept up to today, I was only given the chance of feeling like part of the family, like at home.I am not saying this only for the places I sleep in, where is already a habit having total freedom, but for all the people I cross paths with. From the hidden corners of Cornwall and Devon, counting all the homes I went through to the Welsh capital, with all the drivers that opened ther heart and vehicules, I only crossed path with generous and kind people.

     Just to give some examples: while she was going camping for the weekend, she offered me to stay at her place alone for one extra night, so I could go around the area with no pressure; two old time travellers, in two different cars, in the same day, went several miles off their path to get me as close as they could to where I wanted to get to; one guy made a hurried 15 minutes trip in a byke just to hand me over my hat which I had forgotten at his house; one woman accepted me withour hesitation at her house so I could go to a swing workshop.

     With tha feeling I arrived and left Londo, where the family awaiting me shares my own blood: cousins, an aun, and a niece that not even juggling could I get a kiss from. I was 10 days enjoying that special connection that one usually shares with fmily. And is because of that special conection that I enjoy enlarging my extended family day after day.


Have a great time! Tell your family how much you love them!