Iberia awaits

By Parson Thru

Fri, 30 Jan 2015
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Me and a touch-screen phone.

Lying in the dark, going nowhere, feeling nothing but the sweat on my skin and the weight of another day pressing in.

Still another hour until the alarm sounds and routine begins.

The wind woke me around half-four. My throat dry and sore - succumbing to tiredness and cold, and the almost endless darkness of these days.

I dream of Spain.

If I can drag myself through one more day and night I'll be away to Cordoba.

The echo of the word triggers guitars, and rhythms carried by gypsy feet from the East.

It conjures lost Spanish nights and voices of friends not heard since the infancy of a summer half forgotten.

Before next summer's end I have to break the bonds, wean myself from the tit of this comfortable life and cast my luck into an unknown sea.

That, or drown in familiar waters.

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Submitted by jolono on

Yep me too PT. I dream of Spain all the time! 

"The echo of the word triggers guitars, and rhythms carried by gypsy feet from the East."

Wonderful line.

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Morning jolono. Counting down. Just a mountain to move. One shovel at a time. Thanks.

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Submitted by Parson Thru on

https://m.soundcloud.com/parson-thru/iberia-awaits

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Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Wonderful to have a dream that can come true.

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Philip. Well, we'll see. Working at it.

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Submitted by Shannan on

Go for it! 

When I left S.A. for Taiwan it felt insane, the journey threw me, grew me, returned me so different, so much learning, such a privilege.

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Wow! That IS a change!  Sounds great.  Thanks so much, Shannan.  Sometimes I really need that push.

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Submitted by Shannan on

I was 21, decided to go in reply to a newspaper advert and 3 weeks later - whooosh - new country, new language, earthquakes, typhoons, strange looking people, strange food... man I was mad :-)

Got back from that insanity and realised that I could pretty much face anything that was coming my way in life because I'd survived that experience. 

The next long-term one was S.A. to London https://novel1eishlondon.wordpress.com/chapter-one-march-2009/

Funny thing is, pretty much 3 of the 4 times I've left home all turned out 'badly', but BOY do I have INCREDIBLE stories to tell - there is no cocktail party I can't handle - heh heh... and each time I returned home... you always have a ticket back, and you can always leave again :-) 

Just go for it Parson, just go, the rest will turn out as it does, and end as it does and then another thing will begin.

Blessings

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thanks Shannan. Really do appreciate your advice. At fifty-two, going on three, there seems a lot to dismantle and a lot to leave behind. Sitting on a RENFE train to Cordoba with one part of that right now, but she is a strong advocate of me going. She'll be away again soon anyway. You're right on every count. A friend of mine was ready to return home after a year in Madrid and was talked around by a friend. That was 17 years ago. We'll be visiting her when we get up there on Wednesday. What do you do when life starts swirling around your head? Get up there and join it.

Will read your link.

Blessings returned with interest.

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Submitted by Shannan on

Life is always swirling around in my head ;-)

Sounds like a great trip you are on. Enjoy it.

Whenever I've gone somewhere there's been an instinct within me, a knowing that I must... if the knowing isn't there then cruise mode is. You'll do what you do and it will be, such is life.

Keep well & travel safe $

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Very true, Shannan. You too.

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