I’m in Spain!
My trip has finally begun. The past month has been a bit of a whirlwind. Thirty-one days ago I handed in my two weeks notice. Thirteen days ago I said goodbye to all my friends in Boston. Two days ago I didn’t know where I’d be in Madrid. Or what I’d be doing. Now I’m here. Here in Madrid.
But thinking back on the past few weeks, I can’t help but realize I spent so much time thinking of the past, rather than the very exciting future.
Leaving Boston turned out to be more difficult than I’d expected. It’s hard to say goodbye to good friends even if it’s only for a little while. Going from Boston to Texas to visit with family and old friends was nice, but it gave me too much time between not working, and arriving in Madrid, to think.
Thinking is so not cool when you’ve got a million little things to do.
Of course, those little things weren’t really that important. Send out a newsletter. Reply to some e-mails. Backup old computer files. Upload old photos.
But I had it in my mind that I had two weeks between leaving Boston and then leaving for the world. And those two weeks were going to be productive, dammit!
Oh boy were they.
I had ice cream sundaes and sno-cones. Home-cooked meals with family. Lunches and coffees with my friends from high-school. Afternoons by the swimming pool.
And you know what? I didn’t start to think about my trip until Day T-Minus 1. A full 24 hours before Flight AA36 to Madrid I decided I should actually look up a place to stay and write down some things to do. I hadn’t yet packed my bag, but I knew there wouldn’t be room for a guidebook.
All that lounging around and those little tasks on my massive to-do list kept me from thinking about the trip, but instead about the past. Not easy, really. My advice for you, if you’re planning a big trip—just get up and go!
Don’t wait around. Idle minds keep you anxious about what’s to come.
But now I’m in Spain. And I absolutely love it.
I can’t imagine a better place to be right now.