Amazing how one plane reservation can galvanize my resolve to organize and prepare for another bicycle journey. Shy of two months, the funds have been raised, equipment upgraded, gear packed and off to the airport loaded up with two ginormous bags. My focus has been intense. After seven previous sojourns, I have refined process down to a near science. Yet, it is never easy. My battle with pretrip anxiety is daunting. One side saying, “are you out of your mind....”, the other side saying “suck it up, show some guts and get moving.” On my death bed I want to know that I took some daring adventures. Most people stay frozen with fear, never daring to venture belong their sphere of comfort. I am working up to some bigger challenges, perhaps China and South America. Finding a traveling buddy has been the major stumbling blocks. Going it alone is an option but there is considerably more risk.
Shortly, I will board a British Airways 380 jet, fly to London, switch planes and fly to Madrid. tThe final leg will be a train south to Seville. Let’s get on with it!
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