Today I woke in Frankfurt, Germany in one of the nicest hostels I've ever been to (free breakfast and free pasta for supper? Oh fuck hells yeah!). It seems, that no matter my intentions, I always end up back on the road. This time I plan on travelling for 9 months before returning to Canada. And as usual, I have limited funds and I can't help but laugh at the challenge (my ability to budget becomes remarkable when travelling, but when at home I'm positively dreadful). Travelling always seems a lot more interesting when you have to slow down a little, volunteer every once in a while, and actually enjoy the simple things (like beaches and talking to the locals).
The last time I had to budget one of my trips I ended up walking The Camino by myself (only in theory, because anyone who has done the walk before knows that you never walk alone). This pilgrimage was both inspiring for future journeys and adventures, and has given me memories and friends that I could get no where else. The bonds that are formed with the steps that you take along Spain are powerful. And I have not one single regret about making the decision about migrating every day for a month with people I did not know.
So now, once more, I am beginning to wonder where I should land in a few weeks (I am first travelling to Croatia and Munich, the latter to actually meet up with my Knights of the Way, my two good friends from the Camino. Then afterwards I have until the 28th of October to wander around Europe before I head off to Thailand.
