Tonight a few friends and I went to go see a European Film Festival at the local movie theatre down the road. It was a free festival, but donations were going to the Red Cross to help with Hurricane Ike (which I gave money to, because I currently loathe that stupid hurricane). We watched two movies, one in French (title above) and an Italian one. They were both beautiful films, but they both made me a little sad, almost hesitant about liking them.
The reason for this inexplicable melancholy about silly movies is that I'm desperate to travel. I want to see every little bit of the world and I am finding it hard to wait to do it. Ever since I went to the UK last summer and probably even before that, I have been itching to see new places and experience everything. Watching those movies and seeing those cultures just made it almost unbearable that I am currently stuck in San Antonio, Texas. I know it's probably just adolescent impatience, but every time I am bored out of my mind, I daydream about hopping on a plane and heading anywhere, everywhere.
I know all that blah blah about how I will have plenty of time to travel when I'm older, but I'm still borderline hysterical for the need to stretch my legs in a place where I am so out of my element. I'm realizing now this completely contradicts my previous blog, but something about being an airplane ride away from where I live justifies it. Okay, this blog is becoming a little less structured than the rest, but it is getting late. Bottom line: I wish I had my passport right now to jet set to Brazil, Spain, Germany, Fiji, or anywhere else I've never been. I need to see the world and I want to see it now.
P.S. I want to travel the whole world with you
1 comment:
"Its getting late" posted at 8:21pm... maybe you were on European time :) Email Kelley & start saving your money.
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