When i learned that i had diabetes , the first question
in my mind was ; will i be able to travel by myself like i use to?
You might ask , and i might just answer, i just got back from a kickass trip.
I had done North or Europe , hitchiking and backpacking , but never southern.
A year after my diagnostic, i decided it was time to get to it.
The plan was Spain, Southern France , Italy, Austria ,Germany; it was horrible.
Horribly wonderful. ( all that while reading eat, pray, love , ha! ) It was the first time
since the madness of taking control of my health, that i actually saw things in perspective.
Live a little, eat wonderfully, relax enormously ( except for that time in austria, when crazies took over the bus).
A few lows, a few highs , but overall everything went very smoothly ( ... except for the time i had my first real , delicious italian gelato, pasta and german pastry .)
Ill be posting pics soon.
Life is sweet!