After a disturbing week at home it’s finally starting. The week was not easy though, as I got sick. Additionally I lost my wallet at a friends place. It reappeared, but it made me clear how fucked I really would be if I really lost it.

Then on departure day it was hard too. Leaving my girlfriend my friends and family that I love. It made me clear that I am now alone. Alone in the world. I have to look out for myself and there can only be help from strangers. This feeling and a feeling of unease stayed with me the whole day, even when I made it to Madrid. I was already questioning if this was the right thing to do. After that many month of preparation. I was feeling foolish. Was this really my dream or was this dream enforced on me via social media. I went to bed with this horrible feeling.

In the morning I got up. Took a shower and had breakfast. Then it dawned on me. I have a whole fucking year to do whatever I like and I am complaining? How ridiculous! I can do whatever I want to do for a year! Or maybe rephrase it. I can do whatever my budget will allow! But still!

So after this breakfast I started my day in Madrid. The city changes over the day quite drastically. It is like 2 cities. One at night and one in daytime. Different shops open during the day and some bars and restaurants open at night. I was heading to the next park to enjoy the sunshine and the weather. While I was going I noticed that it was still pretty cold. 12° C. But once the sun came out it was 25°C and very pleasant.

Once it was sunny you could enjoy with shorts as well! So I cleared my head and explored the city.

To wrap it up I had some nice conversations with strangers.

Until next time!