Travels are often linked with some expectations for most wanderers, don't you think?
When planning to visit a place, there is always a large spectre of dreams and projections involved, sometimes just embodied by a person to meet or to interview.
The reasons why some journeys bring more than expected, others only disappointment, and many of them bring something totally different to one's expectations remain a bit mysterious. But that's the whole beauty of it.
My trips to Bristol, the past twelve months, happened to belong to the first first category. So many wonderful and meaningful encounters and discoveries. As my journeys to Prague or Mexico did.
My short trip to Sicily falls into the third category: a completely unexpected series of encounters and messages, with awaited people not coming, and other filling beautifully that left-emptied space.
Very few trips ended in disappointments in my life. And even these ones were never complete disappointments, only a person did act in a disappointing way.
As most revealing moments in a lifetime, travels always teach us lessons, even if one we were not quite ready to learn.
As for me, what I've learnt deeply is to turn failure and disappointments into new challenges and often sweeter outcomes.
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