Here we are. This idea has been jumping and rolling around my mind for years. Literally. It becomes stronger every time I travel somewhere, or when I start feeling restless at home and want to go somewhere. There’s a lot to share. Some of it relevant to travelers, and some of it to people, who care about my own perception of things and places, or my state of mind. Some of it relevant to none besides me.
But here I am, the Peasant Jet Setter, starting to write this blog, looking out the window into a lush green valley surrounded by misty could, in this incredible little art house in the heart of Gran Canaria mountains, surrounded by hippies, spiritualists, artists, and travelers. How do I fit in here? Unsure. But I’m here, I’m happy, it feels good and that’s all that matters, no?
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