I took my brother and my sister for a tiny trip to Barcelona not only to just be with them, but also to show them 3 things, which make that I love travelling so much.
1. Fulfilling dreams.
You always wanted to go to Paris? When you were a kid you wanted so much to ride an elephant? Or meet a Maya person? Or visit an old friend, who moved to Australia? Or to try octopus? Or – like my brother Kuba – you simply wanted to put your feet into the sea in February in Barcelona?! It can be a little thing, can be a stupid thing, without a reasonable explanation. But once you reached this moment of fulfilling even a tiny dream – you know what I mean. Usually there are problems on the way, this is totally normal. You need money for a ticket to this Paris. You need courage to sit on this elephant. You maybe need a language to talk to your Maya friend. But… if you really want those problems are just challenges. And with a little help of people (and people usually love to help!) you can get all that you want, in this or another way. Do you think it was easy with Kuba’s wheelchair on that sandy beach? Do you think it was easy for him to walk some steps? Do you think there is anything more beautiful to see than his smile when he was shaking from cold, dipping those naked feet in the freeze water?? Nope!
2. Trying something new.
Something which you always have seen as impossible! Or something that everybody around tells you it’s impossible for you to do.
While hanging out in Barcelona, we reached the top of Montjuïc Castle, on the hill, with an amazing view on the whole Barcelona. I mean, we almost reached. It’s already quite a challenge to get to the castle itself. I was pushing Kuba, my sister Agata was pushing me, both using words, which are maybe not very proper for a 13-year-old girl ;). Was a good training, a gym for free, in a nice, Spanish sun. Once we reached the castle, we asked the stuff working there how to get up, with our wheelchair. Maybe 5 people in red sweaters, friendly and welcoming. – With this?? – they asked looking on the wheelchair. – Impossible!
– Ughghghghgh – I’m literally boiling inside when I hear such a sentence. And if it is about my brother and about just the last steps to reach the aim, I’m boiling even more.
Of course we found some guys willing to help us (if you are in 4, everybody can easily carry Kuba!) and we went to the roof. Oh my god, what a view! What a feeling with the wind on our faces. And this is what Kuba was supposed to miss, while sitting on his wheelchair this 30 stairs below??
Have you ever dance on the roof of the Spanish castle, when everybody told you that you even cannot get there? Kuba has!
3. Meeting lovely people.
Maybe I’m already boring with those meeting great people but I’m over and over again surprised about it. – Is it always like this, when you travel? – my brother and sister were asking. – That you go to meet a stranger and you are friends on the next day? And you would like to see this person again and again?
In this 3 days we had this situation 3 times. Anna (and her boyfriend Roger), at whose place we stayed was our 3-day-long angel. Not only couch, not only cakes with nutella for breakfast, but also time and attention, and care and love. And still two presents for our girls in the suitcase on the way back. Then, another Anna, met by accident in the train (we had a little crazy idea to get to a special place in the mountains outside of Barcelona). We would have never managed it and waste a day (an amazing hostel in the forest run by only disable people), if Anna didn’t change her plan, got a car and took us there (the hill was too steep for our sisters’ power). And then still Monika and Paweł with little Max, Polish couple living in Barcelona, who took us out for a dinner. Paweł overtook Kuba’s wheelchair immediately, they told us stories about the region (and the nicest beach in the world, in Castelldefels – Poles can check out their blog: www.zbarcelony.pl) and we simply had a very good time together.
Of course there can be still more of important reasons to travel: discovering new places, yourself, learning new things (my sister said she had quite a school those days: geography, history, English, Spanish, Catalan, preparation for living in the family, management, sports, music…), widening your opinions, getting more healthy, practising the language, bringing common memories (and something like thousand reasons more), but those 3 things… those 3 things are already totally enough for me. And you know what? The Family Without Borders is starting their 3rd huge trip in already… 18 days! I have just realised it. Holy shit! ;))))
Our first book is out!
We have published our first book (for now just in Polish:) about our Central America Trip.
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