I’m sitting on this plane, slightly needing to pee, and I’m thinking to myself:
“Holy shit, I’m going where I don’t speak the language, by myself.”
Packing was a breeze last night, getting up and going was simple. This (traveling) has been the easiest thing in the world to do! When I think about where I was, mentally and physically, just two years ago — this trip and the perceived stress would have made me puke, then quit.
Life is good. I have my health, a great attitude, an eagerness to live and a willingness to learn. This is going to be wonderful, life-changing.
I will be staying in Paris for two nights, before taking a 19 hour train ride, to Lisbon, Portugal via Irún, Spain.
Trever's European Gaycation... 