Umm, so I decided to leave my job and now Im in Paris alone, feeling a bit lost, which might be because I literally don’t know where I am atm. My plane landed a few hours ago and I’ve got jet lag and am in a fog.
I find myself here because I decided to walk an ancient Catholic pilgrimage across northern Spain. It seemed like a good idea at one point but I have no clue why, I’m not Catholic, or even a Christian. I don’t even have a religion. Last time when I had to fill out the census I put Buddhist only because I felt sorry for them cause of Tibet. I’m starting to wonder if I made a mistake.
I have a 12 pound back pack, which is holding all I own, which isn’t much. I also look like death. There are a lot of sirens everywhere for some reason. Lol They’re those cool old sirens that sound like high pitched ‘hee haw, hee haw’ and I’ve been walking down these narrow cobblestone streets, which is cool
I may record some travel notes here but in a few days I don’t know if I’ll have much access to wifi. I need an EU SIM card too.
I think I’ll try to find a bar and get food and try to get un-lost before I pass out. So far my junior high French is holding up as expected. People respond to my basic bastardized French sentences with lengthy replies forcing me to stare blankly before stammering back in English like an idiot. It’s embarrassing lol who cares.