Departure

This is it. My last night sleeping in my nice, comfy, warm bed. I’ve packed everything I need for the Camino and beyond. Rain jacket, sleeping bag, sturdy boots, a couple changes of clothes, you name it.

Preparing for this trip has admittedly been unfamiliar and uncomfortable, but that’s also what makes it exciting! I’ve already grown! I know how to book a plane ticket and plan my own trip. I’ve got bus tickets and accommodation plans and everything! I’ve obtained a credit card with a waived foreign exhange fee and even have Euros in my possession! I already have done all these complicated adult things, and I love how it feels.

Last night, my dear mother hosted a big send-off party just for me. So many people from my childhood and in my community came to support and say goodbye! I truly am lucky to have grown up in Utah with these people.

For those who came to the send-off, you truly have no idea how much strength your support has given me. It is a different kind of strength, one that is much stronger than my own. I’m not traveling for only my own benefit anymore, but now I carry all of you with me. I can share what I learn and discover about the big wide world with those who follow my adventures back home. My mission is to expand my own perspective and learn, and now I get to share that wider perspective with those who follow along.

All of this would not have happened were it not for my mom. She planned the whole thing and invited most of my community. I feel her unconditional love and it strengthens me.

And to my Dad, who has shown the utmost support and love. He has supported me through the thick and thin and has taught me what it takes become a man.

In less than 24 hours, I’ll be flying on a large plane to a place unknown across the Atlantic Ocean. This is it. Europe is calling my name.

Adventure awaits!