Since my last post I have…

• Slept in 3 different hotels in 3 countries
• Been scanned by security in 4 different airports (Interpol now has my picture and fingerprints)
• Flown on 5 airplanes

Right about now it is all beginning to blur.  I found myself really wanting to stop… to  see where I am, to enjoy another cup of coffee with my new friends, to sit and reflect on what I’m experiencing.  Tomorrow is another 6am wake up call, another train, to another plane to another country.  Though it’s easy to pass it off as to be expected when you tour 5 countries in 10 days, I’m realizing how often life blurs.  Hours melt into days which melt into weeks and months and years.  I wonder how different life would be if we (I) slowed down just enough to bring the blur back into focus, to really see, to really hear, to really know.

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