It's not easy for me to confess that. But it's true. If you don't have a place to return, you're lost in some way. After 40 days on the road without home desire to build one is burning inside of us. And we will. We just have to be patient.
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The hardest thing in changing our lifestyle, it’s not leaving; or unusual situations, like sleeping in the car; or not knowing the language that surrounds us. The challenging part is situations, for which we don’t have a standard response. The brain has hard work searching for optimal solutions over and over again. No more quick paths, no patterns, no routine. And during those processes, each of us craves for a friend.
As you may already know, our first attempt of hopping into new adventure was crushed, due to flight cancellation. Instead of jumping into the mediterranean sea, we were Couchsurfing back in our parents/grandparents house. As thirty years old independent woman it felt kind of a setback. Maybe all this happened because we were cheating. We cannot claim that our adventure of traveling into unknown starts where we already lived for a year. Ccccc, if you want to do it, do it right! To repent for taking advantage for free, cozy and warm accommodation at parents house, we decide to undergo sleeping in a car.
It may come as a surprise, but I won’t tell you what to see in Gran Canaria. I’ll tell you how to see it.
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