Reminiscing is a double-edged sword
- Filippa Weström
- 23 mars 2020
- 2 min läsning
Well, the road to Sweden has been long. More than a week ago all of Spain got put into quarantine and I had to stay in my hotel, make sure the guests were calm and cope with life inside four walls.
LUCKY ME
I have been so lucky during this whole process. My hotel was huge with a lot of outdoor space where I could roam freely. I had an amazing co-worker by my side who kept my days fun with a lot of interesting conversations, cozy picnics in the bed and improving my quality of life in every way.
Not only did I get out of Spain before every border was closed and the possibility to return to Sweden would no longer exist, but I also got to experience how it is to live alone in a massive hotel. If that was not enought the airline I flew back with, Lufthansa, provided me with a hotel for the night so I did not have to stay in the airport while I was waiting for my connection.
I have so much to be greatful for at this very moment, and believe me, I am! I have so many friends out there, stuck in difficult situations and my heart goes out to all of them. I wish I could help them out and I will try my best to do my part from here.
TRYING TO COPE
As for now I really hope all of this blows over soon so everything can go back to normal. I already miss the ocean so much. I miss the waves and the saltwater carrying my board forward. I miss pop-ups, cut-backs, and left-handers. I miss surfing so much it is aching in my entire body. And I miss the heat. The sun burning my skin and the redness on my cheeks after a day on the beach. Most of all I miss the people that have made my travels so memorable. All of the amazing and interesting people I have encountered and the friends I have made that I know will last for life.
I get chills while I am writing this and the good mood I had when I started has been drained. Reminiscing is a double-edged sword and I feel both happiness and sadness when I think of my travels. I wish I could go out again. I wouldn't have to unpack my bag, I would just strap my backpack on to my shoulders and head out the door. I would go to the trainstaion and catch a train out anywhere. My friends are spread all over the world and just a few hours south of where I am right now I would run into the arms of some of them. Adventure is calling me, the unknown is screaming my name, and right now I am trying my best to ignore all the signs,
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