Friday, February 10, 2012

Public transportation makes me dizzy.

There are five things I love to do: comer, dormir, comprar, caminar, y viajar (eating, sleeping, shopping, walking, and traveling). Therefore, Spain/Europe has been the perfect fit.

Someday, I might move here.

Traveling is absolutely thrilling to me. Some people like roller coasters to get their adrenaline pumping, but I like going places. Watching all the people in a crowd/on the metro/riding a bus/at the airport makes my mind race. I think about their stories. I wonder where they’re going, who they’re going to see, why they are in a hurry (or not). I wonder about their families, who they love and who they miss (or who misses them), about their hobbies, what they like to do, their work (do they have any?), their gustos y preferencias.

I remember the song by Brandon Heath, “Give Me Your Eyes,” and I ask myself:
-Which of them is hiding something?
-Which of them has a broken heart?
-Which of them is searching for Christ?
-Which of them is a child of God?
Only one of those I know the answer to: We are ALL children of God. That is a lot of hairs on heads for God to know, a lot of unformed thoughts, a lot of words on the tip-of-the-tongue, a lot of mothers, a lot of beings (Psalm 139). Astounding.

That being said, despite the excitement, public transportation really does make me dizzy. Maybe it’s just because I’m not used to it. Maybe it has something to with the constantly changing velocities and directions. It is really quite similar to a roller coaster.

It’s a good thing I like it though, because I use it A LOT in Europe. (So does everybody!) For example, if it weren’t for the thrill of the ride, I would be dreading my upcoming trip to Paris, haha. My upcoming trip to Paris will consist of:
-walk to the bus stop (about four blocks)
-take the bus to the interchange (about half an hour)
-take the metro to the transfer station, and then take a different metro to the airport (about another half hour)
-fly to Paris (about two hours)
-catch a shuttle from the airport into the city (about one hour)
-take the train to where I’m staying (Whew!)

Then, jostled by such viaje, I am dizzy when I sit down, when I stand up, when I walk, when I rely on my own two feet for movement. It’s like my equilibrium is compromised by the constant shifting of my center of gravity. It can be tiresome. Sometimes (but not often), I wish for stillness rather than excitement. They say that the Sound of Silence is peaceful, but to me the Movement of Stillness is dizzying.

Hasta Luego, ~Taylor

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