Not blogging much right now, so I thought I’d at least make a little update to let you guys know I’m alive and well.

You see, I’ve never considered myself a tourist. I find museums boring, marketplaces and squares too crowded and points of interest rather uninteresting. Upon arriving in Valencia, I completely ignored the city center and went straight to the marina – and just sat there, looking at the sea. Today I walked just outside the city borders and through the fields of potatoes and onions and orange trees – and I found it the most beautiful experience of the entire trip.

Travels do teach you much about the world and yourself. The thing is, the lesson is often not what you want or expect it to be.

Do you know what makes you happy? I forget way too often. I rented a bike today – and then just went autopilot without map or GPS. My instinct led me to the city outskirts first, then to the beach, and along the quay to the marina. Made lots of photographs along the way without even stopping (this is how I’m going to die, probably). Grabbed a quick coffee or two along the way, too.

What we want from life are simple things. We just keep forgetting what they are.