I wasn’t sure if I wanted to go to Wal-Mart or Best Buy to get new headphones. I felt like Wal-Mart would be cheaper but Best Buy would have more to choose from. Driving down the road Wal-Mart was coming into view. Should I pull in and see what they have or head straight to Best Buy? What if Wal-Mart didn’t have the ones I wanted? What if Best Buy had them but they were too expensive? Maybe I should go to Target.
The reason I was wavering was that I didn’t want to waste time having to go to both.
Let’s say I arrive at Starbucks for my morning coffee. This affair usually takes 5 minutes. Well unbeknownst to me, today it will take 10 minutes. This doesn’t truly become a problem until around minute 5. Normally I would be carving my way out of the drive-thru, but right now I’m still behind an excessively large SUV with an entire cheerleading team bouncing around inside. This is going to take a while . . .
I mean those kids don’t even need coffee. Their activity requires the cognitive load equal to that of a donkey walking in a straight line. Plus they can’t even appreciate a good coffee like I can. It’s that damn mother’s fault. What type of cranial cob-webbed slut would take these children to have their bodies shocked with this adult only elixir? People like this shouldn’t be allowed to have kids let alone drive Transformer-sized vehicles. People should have to take an I.Q. test before having kids. That way we wouldn’t — Hello! Yes, I’ll have a mocha choka latte yaya.
For the better part of a year I lived in Madrid, Spain teaching English. Needless to say it was an incredible experience. I improved my Spanish, met people from all over the world, traveled to several countries, had a lot of memorable adventures, and felt very fulfilled helping students improve their English. People always ask me how this experience changed me.
There are certain ways travel changed me that I actually expected. It made me comfortable with new situations, calm and clear-headed under stress, present, connected to the rest of the world, and more empathetic of others. But there many ways travel changed my lifestyle that I didn’t expect. In fact the changes started to occur one year before I even got on the airplane! Here are a few:
“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.”