were 6 months of travel (180 days back to the World), 30 countries, more than 50 cities, 3 oceans, 4 continents, 15,000 km in Europe , 1,500 photos. Changing hemisphere, crossing the line of Ecuador, northern trip to Norway , a winter overlooked. From McDonald's to cremations India and Nepal , the canals of Venice the millions of Chinese , River Nile the Berlin Wall .
I noticed several tastes: World music CDs, Gilberto Gil in Turkey , beers from around the world, 5 star hotels, motels a few coins, mountain camps, 10 Buddhas at $ 1, silk scarves, jade crafts, t-shirts and watches.
But something is rescue of the journey is the knowledge that one will not ever lose the sense of wonder, because in every corner of the world (and also Uruguay) there is something new, something unusual, something mysterious, something beautiful, something unique, something unimaginable. In each place I we have been filling the senses: beautiful parks, stunning waterfalls, different foods, new music, forests and mountains full of green.
Each place has its particular touch, has a way of being, its originality, its beauties, and often its horrors. So the classic question: "What did you like best?" no answer really is fair. How to say Prague, Bergeim or Venice are "villages" more beautiful and familiar, or the turquoise mountain rivers in Interlaken in Switzerland are beyond belief. How dare to say that the lengthy development, order and solidarity of the Nordic countries ( especially Sweden), Germany and Belgium is more remarkable than the joy of Italian and English . How could you do to spend more time on it surprising that Americans are or Nepalese, ignoring the hunger of India , the contradictions of China or stunning economic success of Singapore and Hong Kong . I can not speak of the magnificent beaches of Hawaii if I was also in those of Thailand , Greece, Spain and France . Really it is difficult to decide whether the culture in Paris , may exceed that comes in every bit of land of Egypt or each street or Austria Hungary .
If you ask me where they would live, the answer is obvious: Uruguay , cute little country, my people, with the river as wide as the sea, with beaches, the mountains, with the problems that lie ahead, and the many things to change. But it is true that England is comfortable, what remains of socialism Swedish can help, that Bruges is to fall in love, which Nepal is a dream, and that the English and tetanus make us feel at home.
The trip is a break, a change (huge) in life, which means to burn a time to turn the other (s). I return full of enthusiasm, a spirit and new life experiences. "Tolerance" is the word that has resonated in the minds of those who travel. "Change" is what emerges from the soul of some to see the world, to recognize shortcomings and virtues of our planet. "Love" is what stands in the heart as the great banner.
This is the journey. Much more than thousands of dollars on flights, accommodation, sightseeing and transportation. Much more than souvenirs, souvenirs. Even more than elsewhere. The "people" is what stands out. The distance also helps us see ourselves not as "third world" or as "solidarity and Macanudo" as we think.
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