“Andalucia with fields of gold, I have to see you again and again…Yes I know you can, take me, take me, Spanish caravan.”
Here I am almost back on the road going back down south to Andalucia. This time to a tiny village in the mountains to experience once again life on a commune. I packed the bare minimum things but my bag is still as heavy as ever: a few clothes, my cookbooks and Indian spices and asian sauces, massage books and a new tent. How did it get so heavy? Hmm…I guess less is more. But I can;t help it now. My computer shall stay in Madrid along with all other entertainment materials. My amazing friends Melissa and Mirella act as my watch guards in this gigantic chalet where I have lived in a sun-swept attic room for the last three weeks. And now embarking on a journey I know not what it will bring, but joy and satisfaction fill my heart as adventure is not waiting but it is here already, just as everything is, but change is enlightenment.
