It's been about a month since I've posted on this thing. Since I've been getting more than a few requests to start filling you guys in on my life again, I figured I better start now. It's not that I didn't want to write. Okay, yes it is. But I have several reasons for not wanting jot down my every experience. I realized a month ago, when I was in Rome, that there is absolutely no way that I can help you guys understand how incredible this journey has been for me. So I gave up. My poorly written descriptions of the places I've been, the things I've seen, and the people I've met are sad in comparison to the real thing. It's like trying to describe color to a blind man. Okay, so maybe not that drastic, but I still feel like I'm not giving any of these things the justice they're due. On top of that, I wanted to be enjoying things to their fullest, not thinking about how I was going to jot down the details accurately later.
The other reason I was feeling reluctant to write is because I'm in Spain, people! I have 5 and a half weeks (to the day) left in this amazing place. I cringed as a wrote that. I hate admitting that time is running away from me here and this blog is kind of a reminder. Ever since my mother, grandmother, and aunt came to visit, I have had this internal countdown going in my head. When I wake up in the morning, still on the verge of unconsciousness, the thought "You have __ weeks and __ days left" manages to jolt me awake. It's enough to make me sick, and of course it manages to get my day off to a bad start instantly. At first I thought I was having trouble forgetting my looming departure because I was homesick. Then I took a minute to laugh and admitted that it's because I have a hard time dealing with deadlines. They make me antsy. Also, just knowing that I'm leaving soon is so unsettling. Partly because I feel so at home in this city and partly because it feels like I just got here. I'm not sure where the time has gone. It's also unsettling because I don't know when I'll get to come back to this place. And I hate not knowing.
I realized today that this blog is what is going to keep me sane. I’m going to try to fit as many new adventures and experiences as I can into this thing before I have to leave. Basically I just needed some space but now I'm back : )Just to let you know, I won’t be updating my Facebook every time I write a new post, so you’ll have to keep up with me on your own.
Mejor,
Kaitlin
Even though the amazingness may not translate to us, it is a way to help you remember. Not that you'll ever forget the experience as a whole, but it's the little things that you can look back on and say "oh yeah, I remember when..." and it's something you've completely forgotten about. When I write my blogs, it's not for anyone but myself. I believe that is a good philosophy to have, because as mean as it sounds, no one is going to be as passionate about your travels as you (even though I'm a close second).
ReplyDeleteLook at it like a journal...well, maybe without the secrets. Before we left for Africa, we were given journals to write in. I spent close to two hours every night writing about the day's events. I never really planned on sharing it with anyone, even though there is nothing private in there. But even today, I can read through it and giggle at the little things that happened while we were there, things that have been long forgotten. So you may think the blogging is inadequate, but do it for you, don't worry about anyone else. As much as I would like for you to be able to explain it to me in a way that I would feel like I was there, but I guess I'll have to eventually see it all for myself :)