April, 2009

My head is still spinning. I'm trying to comprehend all of what's happened this past April, but it's all so much I can't really grasp on to it. It was like a dream you don't want to wake up from. It started in Amsterdam and ended in Barcelona with Romania in between. The vast difference between each culture and each experience is overwhelming, I need a moment to collect and arrange my thoughts. I know this trip has enriched my life, to what extent I don't know just yet. Perhaps I will keep these stories and moments for myself, I fear any attempts at explanations would lessen the bliss each moment, for now they will be mine, and I am grateful for them.