LVIII/ Punching in a dream

“We have dedicated our hearts to the road. Even when we’re not on it we’re working to save up for our next trip, every time we hear an airplane, we look up, smile and imagine ourselves on it.”

Turns out today’s my turn and I have no apprehension whatsoever this time. I’m so ready to rock this new continent, I’m in such an adventurer mood. It’s because deep down I know that nothing can stop me, I’ve longed this moment for far too long for I let anything stand in my way. Dear destiny, I’m ready now.
To those who leave and those who arrive. To those who will leave and for those to come. Travel blessings. Here’s to the end of all that shit endured this year, here’s to the date I got with some sexy adventure on the other side. Ain’t nothing stopping me now. I’M OUT.

“When the winds of change blow some build walls, and others build wind mills.”

Montreal; genuinely open-hearted people living in an Americanized city with Australian prices where everyone speaks a chilled French… turns out I just happen to love it!! Couldn’t tell you how much of a relief it is to finally be back on track, to dream aloud and to discover daily again. Life on the fast lane, great vibe and open happiness – one love, one heart.

“How in the hell could a man enjoy being awakened at 8:30 a.m. by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so?”

Your adventure is yours and yours only, you don’t have to justify your choices. I don’t owe anyone anything. This really is being my daily motto ever since I set foot on this new continent and I’m so glad I decided to take this new approach to life, really makes everyday life decisions easier. Now I interpret absolutely everything as a sign. Either a sign telling me that if this or that didn’t work out, it’s because it wasn’t supposed to happen, or either if I meet this random person and get sidetracked, it’s only for the best and life is about to reward me for having followed my intuition. Try this and life will have a much better taste believe me. Positivity allows you to genuinely embrace a culture. You know you’ve reached that point when you no longer try to reproduce what you do back home but adapt your lifestyle to the country you’re in instead.

“I just keep on keeping on.”

Now that I deliberately chose to interpret absolutely everything as a sign, nothing can harm me anymore. Even a bad news would be interpreted as a “only means it wasn’t the right time for this” or “stuck in Montreal because my bank card still hasn’t been delivered? No worries, it’s only because I still have things to do around here, peeps to be met”, turns out it’s been so damn right… Well, just try this and you’ll never be a victim again. Remember, fortune always smiles on those who smile on her.

I’m so comfortable here… I’m so in tune with myself, doing what I dreamed of doing for a damn long time, sometimes I feel like my heart really could stop any minute so I feel like I’m punching in a dream. Ain’t nothing like feeling this alive. Now more than ever, happiness is a choice and freedom a state of mind. I don’t need to justify my dreams; after all they’re mine and that’s all.

“Birds born in a cage think flying is an illness.”

What concerns me most so far is that even locals are kinda chocked by the aim of my trip, saying that I’m reckless and all to be headed that far north. Prior coming here I really thought that I’d meet several people that would have taken the same kind of trip or at least considered it, but so far I met none. A Canadian lad told me that even him – being from here would never consider going there; “these people are so not used to see any kind of stranger that they’d see me as an alien! So you, as a foreigner…” But guess what, this turns me on to the highest point!

“The danger and adrenaline of an adventure is worth a thousand days of comfort. The closer you are to death, the more alive you feel. It’s a wonderful way to live. It’s the only way to drive. And if you eat and sleep good, exercise and always drink water, you will die anyway.”

To travel off season really is the best way to ensure you’ll come across genuinely interesting people, folks that dare to get off the safe trails, people that have a story to tell.
Sincerely after all those years traveling the world I’ve acquired such a level of mental, physical and material preparation that I can truly see a difference and an improvement in the way I travel, always as stress-free as possible. Being wiser and having accumulated a decent amount of diverse knowledge has changed me deeply.

After a long while spent traveling meeting new people daily, one develops something quite bizarre. It’s an unexplainable phenomenon that makes you associate any new encounter you make with someone you once knew in your life, whether you’ve been close friends with that person or not. It’s just a matter of a face, a laugher, a character trait, any little thing that is for some reason forever engraved in your memory when you think of a person in particular. Sometimes it may also come out as a mixture of several persons you already know, it’s like this, you can’t really control how it goes.

You know that impression of recognizing someone in the street when abroad?? Well it’s kind of the same thing on a daily basis when you’re a nomad.
At a certain point you may identify what I call “patterns of people” that kinda repeat themselves anywhere you go. Such statement could seem sad at first glance – I know – and even if I’m not sure how I feel about it, all I can say is that any new encounter I make that doesn’t fit any patterns yet identified will be golden in my eyes.

“Happiness is not a priority for me. I prefer the dangers of being madly in love – that is dangerous because we never know what we may find beyond. You need to have sufficient courage to make mistakes.”

One might think that this attraction is superficial but there’s nothing deeper; we are ready for anything – we accept faults – we forgive imperfections; we are even looking for them with wonder. I’m all right now because deep inside I know you are out there, looking out.

“I don’t want to wait anymore I’m tired of looking for answers, take me some place where there’s music and there’s laughter.”

No idea on where I’ll be sleeping tomorrow – not concerned about it at all – been going on for about a week now – still alive and desperately in love with Montreal. All my expectations have already been blown away anyways; the intensity of this trip is far higher than what I expected, and guess what, this is just the beginning… In travel I trust.

And so last night I really didn’t mean to do anything but rest, I accepted ONE pint, one only pint… Last thing I remember I was dancing on the podium in the largest gay club in town at 7am… Damn, I realize this city really did absorb me. Definitely lost my heart to Montreal and its daily batch of surprises.

“Every man is torn between two needs; the needs of the Canoe, that is to say the need to travel, the wrenching to oneself – and the need of the Tree, which means the rooting, the identity. And men constantly wander between these two needs, sometimes giving in to one, sometimes to the other; until the day they understand that the Pirogue is made out of the Tree.”

I meant to say that I so love all those tracks I’m posting here and there, they definitely are the official soundtracks to my voyage.
“With the right music you can forget anything. Or remember everything.”
This is why I love music so much; because people just come and go, music remains and follows everywhere you want it to.
“This land is your land and this land is my land, sure, but the world is run by those that never listen to music anyway.”

Before that I was just living my life like I knew everything, and suddenly this bright light hit me and woke me up. Sincerely breaks my heart to leave Quebec but a wise traveler knows there always comes a time when we must leave. As always, the hardest thing won’t be to leave but rather not to regret being gone. I haven’t felt home anywhere ever since I left Sevilla and Faro. Montreal you really are a relief to me, thanks for existing – I’ll come back one day and settle in – that’s for sure.
Oh and…Whaddup Toronto??

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