Montreal September 4, 1970: Back in Montreal and well rested and very toasty brown. Oh my how white and pale I looked on my first day on the Greek beach. How quickly I burnt in the sun. Now I can spend hours and just keep turning a darker shade of brown. Good to be sleeping my bed and reunited with my dog Suzy. And bacon and eggs for breakfast!
So what did I learn from my travels
- I have learnt there are different worlds than the one I have been living in for 14 years.
- I now know different cultures no not really as I have lived in different cultures. Knowledge and experience can be two different things.
- I have realized how ignorant I am of so many things. The more you travel the less ignorant you become.
- People may speak different languages and have different religions but we are all so much alike (except perhaps for the Turks)
- I have had to compromise. You can’t always have a bacon and egg breakfast. You have to be considerate about your travel mates and sometimes do things they want to do.
- You get to eat new foods like stuffed vegetables or octopus.
- You don’t need a lot of money to have a good time.
- You feel super alert when you travel. Your awareness is supercharged . You sense of smell is sharpened and like that hippy said you are really in the moment when you travel. It is almost as if you are so bombarded by new experiences your brain needs time to process them that you must live in each moment and often there is no time the judge the moment you are in. I am still a bit confused what that hippy said so I must think more about it.
- I wanted an adventure from this trip but I have become the adventure if that makes sense? I think I said pages back I am living the adventure. No amount of book learning can replace experience.
- I love the ocean. It stung my eyes and if you got any water in your mouth I hated it. I love the ocean now. I can even open my eyes underwater without feeling any sting.
- I love Greece and its people. They are so kind and generous. I must find a place to have souvlaki in. I think I must return to Crete as why are so many people there surly and rude? Could it be there is a US military base in Iraklion and they thought we were Americans? From what I have seen of Turkey Istanbul has some wonderful sites but so many of its people seem to want to cheat you. Could it be the terrible poverty I saw there has turned so many people desperate?
- Hippies may be addicted to drugs. I am addicted to travel
What is in store for 1971? Where are we going? What adventures await me? One last comment. I feel much older and wiser now.