by Helen
(I wrote this posto on a plane home a couple of days ago)
We’ve had a wonderful trip. Five and a half weeks went by quickly, but not too quickly if that makes sense. As my mother said in a voicemail she left us on Skype today, there is no reason to be sad about an end of the vacation, because it’s just a beginning of lots of stuff.
How true these words seem right now. I am coming back to what seems like a brand new start. New career, new husband, post school life that doesn’t seem temporary in a sense. When I finished college and went into politics, while I thought that I may make a career of it, I always knew there would be more schooling and more permanent things than Sacramento. Now, for the first time, I sort of feel grown up.
This trip has taught me some things and reminded me of others. I remembered how much I love learning about people by interacting and observing people and less by studying their art. Hence, I loved the Louvre music video that we put together. I loved looking at art differently and kind of scaring people around us at the Louvre when we made funny dance poses in the middle of 2000 year old art (you can find the video here if you don’t know what I’m talking about).
I loved cooking dinner in Iceland and taking a break from going out to eat. It felt more sustainable that way – in that you can keep travelling if you aren’t always going out to eat, money and preference wise. I also loved having a Dine Out book for Paris so that we could explore the French food scene in a more organized way. I enjoyed going to a Jazz Festival performance in Iceland as well as seeing a movie (Cowboys and Aliens, and I loved every minute of it). Even though we did less “must do” things in Iceland, I actually feel that I got to see how people live and what they do in a country very far away. For example, there is an intermission during every movie at the theater, which is totally brilliant for popcorn and snack sales. I saw a country start shutting down and preparing for a long winter ahead even though it was just the end of August.
We also went to a water park in the south of Turkey and to Euro Disney in France. One would say that there is so much culture to see and so many more meaningful things to do than those, but when you get to be lucky and travel for 5 ½ weeks, it’s fun to do the things that the locals do in a sense. I think I saw more French people at Euro Disney than in Paris.
I learned to be thankful for my health and good weather. This is the first time I travelled that I felt like I had health issues. From a stomach bug in Turkey to ruined feet in Paris, to a cold in Iceland – I was definitely ready to not have any issues. I hope to not remember that when I look back on this trip, I certainly enjoyed our travel even during the sick moments. But when I felt fine (most of the time all and all), I never took it for granted.
Good weather during travels is also something that was easy to expect. We got lucky in so many places, but our plans kind of got foiled in Vienna for a day and in Iceland when we got caught in low clouds, downpours and general ickiness. As Adam said, on those days we enjoyed each others company. We laughed through all those days as we ran for shelter in Vienna or tried to hike in chilling winds and sideways rain on the peninsula in Iceland.
I also got to appreciate Adam in many ways and myself as well. Together, we never really shied away from a cool detour or a new experience. We embraced the hard core traveler parts and the “I’m going to take a break now” parts. We talked a lot, but also sat quietly in coffee shops and read. On our last night of the trip, we chased the sunset all the way to Gussfold in the Golden Circle. We missed the sunset (we never seem to be able to watch a sunset together), but got to wander around the busiest tourist attraction in the dusk all alone which was really cool.
Travel really easy amazing. You learn so much about yourself but for me, I mainly learn everytime that we are all people. All trying to do our thing – be it in the villages of Romania or in the bustling center of Paris.
I’m excited to be back to the US. Excited to be a wife. A marketer. A friend. A sister, daughter, and family member. There are so many things I want to do for people in my life and for myself. So much I feel that I want to give back to those who have helped me get to where I am today. Not that I am anywhere, yet really. But I have a path. I didn’t always have one. I didn’t find it alone and I certainly didn’t pave it in solitude.