Its that time of year again, my first European race on the 2013 race calendar, Boucle del Artois. I woke up to a light dusting of snow as a looked out my window this morning.... not what I was hoping for. It has been an unusually chilly spring here in Europe, and it shows no signs of warming up, but we keep on keepin on. As we made our way from Sittard, Holland to Arras, France, I watched the landscapes subtle changes and couldn't help but listen to a little Bon Iver to add to the ambiance. We sped through little villages full of history and culture, and it made me grateful for the opportunities that have been placed in front of me (Even if it is 4 degrees C). Every time I travel, I am humbled and grateful to see the way people live in different parts of the world, and to make the realization that no matter the language, no matter the country, people as whole are generous, kind, and genuine. I feel like I learn so much from experiencing new places and new people; I feel alive. I get more from one trip/adventure, than I do a semester at University. Today, I am thankful for new places, even if they are freezing.
What has been your favorite country? Why? Was it the people? The landscape? The food?