The way

it is.

There was a boy... they say he wandered very far... over land and sea.

I want to travel.

Again.

Traveling gains perspective, experience and awakening.  These are apparently, things I want right now.  The last couple of times I've left the country, although amazing experiences in their own right, were very much necessitated and determined by the fact that they were business trips.  Business trips have a strange way of being very... um... business oriented.  Fun, exciting and full of chills and spills however they may be, you can never get over the fact that you are there for a very specific purpose.

To accomplish... something.

Travel, life altering travel, involves a lot more, uselessness.  No hotel reservations, no cab rides from the airport, no "job" to fulfill.  You're just, well, there.  Woken up in the middle of the night by the guy peeing on the floor of your communal bathroom.  Drunk, and figuring out exactly how big vatican city really is, when you have to remember where your bed is.  Discovering that beer costs less than water, and tastes better.  Figuring out that boats do indeed make for much more exciting taxis than cars do.  Knowing how young and naive your own country really is.  And learning just enough in a dozen languages to know where you are, and maybe, where you are going next.

Take it as it comes, leave the rest, never plan out further than you can see.

I miss that.  The immediacy of it.

I have this theory about knowing people.  It involves needing to have three shared experiences with someone else, before you can say you really know them.  You have to travel with them, drink with them, and see them angry.  Oddly enough, taking a trip like the kind I crave right now, will probably involve all those.

I'm thinking, Spain.  Who's in?