Italy was a fun filled joy ride, packed full of more experiences that I had time to process. Paris was an enjoyable assault on all of my senses, as I spent two days walking around trying to take everything in at once. By the time Natalie and I arrived in Girona, Spain, I was exhausted. Living life as a world traveling nomad is wonderful, but the combination of the hectic pace and continual flow of new information (Not to mention the 100 decisions that need to be made every day. Many of these are not very important but that can be difficult to determine at the time ) left be worn down and tired.

Spain was a relief. We decided to stay in Girona (about 75 minutes north of Barcelona) in a reasonably priced hotel that provided us with our own bathroom. Although the city has about 86,000 residents, it is not large when compared to the major European cities. Thus, we have been able to wander leisurely through its streets, go out to dinner (a rare treat for us) and sleep as much as we require. The tourist in me feels guilty about these decisions. After all, Barcelona is relatively close and Spain is a wonderful country that I really want to explore. At the same time, the traveler in me (he is young still, but growing more mature – I hope) warns that if I do not learn to take it easy, I will begin to hate traveling. So I have taken naps. Every day. It is great.

Of course, now that our adventurous spirits have been fully recharged, we are leaving Girona, Spain and heading to the little know country of Andorra. Nothing helps to fuel the spirit of adventure like a road trip in a foreign country through mountain roads.

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