The first time I went to Spain, one night we got so drunk with my friend that we got completely lost. We wondered around until like 6 AM, when a taxidriver, who spoke like 5 words of English, saved us. He didn’t even overcharge us. People were cool and kind everywhere we went. It was one of my best vacations.
The second time didn’t go that well…
I’m not a big traveler. I doubt I could do what you do. I’m too much of a control freak, bad sleeper, someone with a weak stomach and a diet that’s not easy to manage. If I go somewhere, I stay on my ass. Backpacking isn’t for me for sure.
But I love talking to people who traveled a lot and lived in several countries.
Good piece, Benjamin. Your humor is golden.