One Good Day and Those Darn Lucky People

Sometimes it feels like one good day is really all we need to get through an entire week.

I just discovered the blog of another one of my jetsetter friends! He went on a leave of absence during our senior year to go on a 10-month excursion to Europe. Of course, it's not actually as leisurely as that sounds since he went there on an academic scholarship (I think) for some school in Italy. Obviously, I am not privy to the details of his trip but suffice it to say that he is most definitely living the life of a wanderer, having shown a preference for detailing his jaunts across Europe as opposed to his academic and scholarly activities in his blog. I don't blame him, of course. Europe has far too many amazing sights to see and therefore write about.

I am currently hooked on said blog account being the vicarious living-er that I am. Now normally, after about 5 entries or less, I would've plunged right into my occasional (but gradually turning into the usual) bouts of frustration over being a somewhat inexperienced 21 year old, whose extensive travel dreams are significantly stunted by a relatively sheltered upbringing and limited resources. But not today.

Today, I had one of those good days.

And it consists of fairly simple things: the boy I love, a nice place away from the rest of the world (or at least, seemingly so), copious amounts of food of the fried and unhealthy variety (a.k.a. pizza, fried chicken and junk food), a television, a dvd player, a nice movie and some wonderfully corny local telenovelas (i.e. Rubi and Magkaribal) to cap it all off.

I've always called my jetsetter friends "those lucky people" because not everyone (in this 3rd world country, at least) gets to go to all those amazing places, meet interesting foreign people and see all the wonderful things and picturesque sights they have. Sometimes, I forget that I'm also quite lucky myself. Some people go through their entire lives wandering the world, in pursuit of meaning and happiness, while I have found them abundantly in a nice and simple, even somewhat domesticated (minus the chores) but endlessly good day. All without having to travel much too far.

Of course, my burning desire to travel the world remains unquenched. I still continue to live vicariously through my friends' travel blogs, read my currently useless Egypt travel guide, and scour online for flights abroad that I will not take (at least in the foreseeable future) in hopes of someday becoming one of "those lucky people". Thankfully, this good day is just one of many many good days that help me overcome such frustrations. And to have someone say "I hope one day, we could both be lucky together"... well, that just about does it for me!

Here's to good days and to getting lucky (travel-wise, I mean)!

Love, Oli :)