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I’ve always struggled with WHERE in the world do people throw away those mighty BUT dead batteries? Old Cell phones? I have an enourmous, over-filled drawer full of old cell phones and old batteries. How about you? What is your solution?
Well there is a fabulous answer! I was traveling with a group and was in Madrid for a couple of weeks for a 5-week language intensive program. This is what I found at every bus stop. I know the United States has an almost (disgusted) fear of public transportation (I am still wondering why?), but this could be a start. So why not at the mall? or department store strip? Colleges? I know there are some battery recylcing facilities, but how often do you pass one with your bag full of dead batteries?
[SIDENOTE] Why are these not common here? GO RIO dE JANEIRO, Brazil!
In the U.S it isn’t rare that you can put all your recycling into ONE bin? what’s your excuse?
[ I do not own this picture]
…The nostalgia has set it. So although all of you have been disappointed in my non-existent travel blogging skills; I’ll write everything I can remember from day uno until the end of the wonderful summer journey. (At least it should be comfort that I didn’t write because I was so busy LIVING the life of a traveler?…no? okay, I’ll try better next time).
SPEAKING OF NEXT TIME:
I am extremely excited to let you know that the journey(s) do not end here. Hopefully for my junior year of College (so next year,WAHHOUUU!!) I will be traveling to either Argentina or Uruguay for 6 months and then Morocco for the next 6 OR United Arab Emirates (UAE) and then Morocco OR Morocco for a year. You can tell just how sure I am of everything. But feat not, this time I promise I will write, BEFORE the nostalgia sets in.
First random fact about Oviedo, España:
STATUES; I mean everywhere. I’m going to say this but don’t come hunt me down if it isn’t the official truth. Oviedo is the city of Statues; they are everywhere!
My favorite is the one of Woody Allen. That is right; Woody Allen loves Oviedo. My friend, Melissa lived in the apartment building right in front of the dear stoned Allen. (She didn’t realize this until 3 days later, she and I have some pretty funny navigation stories; stay tuned…)
I made it in one piece! I am now in Madrid (a couple metro stops away from the actual ‘downtown’ Madrid). What an adventure!
I´ll post the story tonight, I am off to start my day!
It’s coming close to departure date (four more days)! I am starting to not be so ‘balzé’ about the whole struggling to communicate with everyone part of the journey. It’s been so much excitment for the past 4 months and I cannot believe that… Well, for one I survived my first year of college! (Couldn’t have done it without the love and support of my beautiful and spirited friends; a million thank you’s!). Pero now? my nerves are almost surpassing my excitment…almost. Although now, with this whole new Dr.Laird inspired philosophy “embrace and enjoy the struggle” I feel ready to push the limits.
Ashley and I have decided that when we get there we will create a happy, ‘bring our spirits up’ dance, so that everytime we feel lonely or frustrated we know it’s time to DANCE!
As I embark on this trip I’m also going through a personal journey of mental and physical stability. This year has been really tough, both physically and mentally. & I could not do another year like this past one, so goal #2 for the summer? Finding balance.
As I slowly start getting everything packed and ready, I am slowly getting my running lungs back, it’s been a while and it isn’t welcoming me back with open arms (again this whole struggling thing :P). Anyways I am hoping to run the Athens Half-Marathon again and hopefully this time with Amelia. (wootwoot)!
Off to more packing and running.
laughs & love,
& so what? Well, starting a new one I guess.
I don’t know how I will feel, or what I am going to do, but one thing is for sure…tomorrow is the start of a new chapter.
Don’t ever let uncertainty in, don’t give it love and don’t let it become your best friend.
P.S: lesson learned.
la ciudad de las estrellas
I love everything this painting stands for. At first glance you disregard the inscription, but then you allow yourself to contemplate a little more and then… the light bulb turns on. It is as said, not a pipe but a representation of it. This painting challenges us to value critical knowledge and processing. As humans, we visualize images and language but almost never differentiate between the idea of “representations” vs. reality. Humans have this amazing capability of critically thinking, of understanding the idea of individuality. What is fascinating is how often we discard our “critical thinking cap” as we are bombarded with representations of reality.
Think. Individuality. Representations. Meaning. Difference.