See that picture? There was I, 6:00am, completely lost in a remote village in the middle of Germany, with no internet whatsoever, trying to stop a taxi while I ran down the street I believed was going to take me to the train station. My next bus was departing in just minutes and I was lost: it was either running or losing it.
Feel the adrenaline. Just feel it. I mean it, close your eyes and let yourself feel your heart rate increasing. It’s already nighttime, and you don’t know it yet, but you’re not going to sleep at home tonight.
Grüezi. That’s how they greeted me the first time I arrived in the Alps. Not “hello”, not “hallo”, not even “hi”. Grüezi.
Paseamos por la orilla. El río fluye hacia el norte. Es extraño, siempre pensamos en el norte como algo que va hacia arriba. No como algo que va hacia abajo. No como algo hacia lo que fluyen ríos. Quizás este río va a contracorriente. Nosotros vamos a contracorriente.
- a long trip or period involving a lot of different and exciting activities, esp. while searching for something.