It's apparent that we've kind of skipped the 5 weeks spent in Europe and sped up to current time on this blog, and that's not completely accidental. There is just so many thoughts about each leg of our trip that I (can't speak for Tyler) have to let all the bits and pieces percolate a bit.
I won't lie, the trip had some mega ups and downs. And as a whole, the ups were at the beginning and the downs were near the end. So as my thoughts and impressions sit and stew and form in my head, I'll try to share some of the moments and experiences that hands down, changed my life.
If I can have your permission, for a minute, to speak in the broadest, most sweeping generalizations. As a whole, I think we Americans fancy ourselves a giving, sharing, community type people. For some of us that's true. But compared to the rest of the world, I'd say not. I'd say we can tend to be overprotective, non-sharing and closed-doored. Did I just make up two hyphenated words?
What I mean is this: On our world travels, we were invited into countless homes. But not just for a stop in for a chat. People invited us in. To experience their lives and cultures. They invited us to stay overnight, or over a few days, or over weeks. Whether they were home or not. Whether they'd ever met us or not. "Need a car?" they'd say? Take mine, and I'll walk. "Do you need food?" Here, here's a fridge full. Just for you. "Need laundry done?" Drop it off and come get it in the morning. "Confused about what sites to see and where to go?" Let us cancel our lives and show you the ropes.
It was stunning. I mean, I'd not consider myself a selfish person, but in worldwide terms, YES. I am selfish. I'd hesitate to let strangers come and use my house, or my car. I'd wonder and stress if we'd get along or if it would be awkward or if one of them was a murderer who'd kill us all (darn that awful media). All of these worries are probably keeping me from meeting some amazing people. People like we met in Europe, Australia, etc.
We know people like this in the states for sure. But worldwide is was so continuous. Everyone was open, with an open door policy. I liked it. I really liked it. I vowed again and again to be more trusting, willing to open our home, and be selfless. I have so much to learn and want so badly to practice.
What do you think, friends? Are you guarded, like me, or do you have an open door policy?
Below you'll find some images dear to our hearts. These people below are our new old friends. Friends from Ireland who invited us in, let us stay, taught us their history, fed us their heaping plates full of food, made us laugh until we cried, played their accordians while modeling school uniforms, and made excuses for the nearly constant rain. :)
Oh and also? Took us to a location that, simply put, is AMAZEBALLS.
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