my absolute favorite flower in the world is a sunflower. And in Hungary as you take the train from a little town into Budapest, you will pass by this huge stretch of sunflowers. Rows and rows, miles and miles make up this beautiful sight. Depending on what time you go, the flowers could be turned toward you and then it will be just bright yellow for days. Sitting on the old fashioned train with missing floor boards I was in awe of this sight. Gods gift to me, something other people might over look but it has always stuck with me.
I'm driving from Fresno to santa cruz right now and theRe are rows and rows of almond trees and once again I find the orderly miles of nature to be mesmerizing.
But I was reminded of those 3 weeks in Eastern Europe and how much I miss it.
A sense of adventure, the unknown with my best friend at my side. About 10 moms and dads to protect us from a distance. Old trains with decades of history in wars iv read about. Walking in a Jewish ghetto from WWII. Hiking up a mountain to see the Citadel, and overlooking a city. Having no money and living by faith every day that we would eat. Acting out bible stories for some of the cutest kids. Little Cinty. Jim and Margie. Embarrasing the whole group as I acted out scenes from Sound of Music when we went to where it was filmed. Having to recover from an almost mugging and who knows what else. And of course, the miles of sun flowers.
I want to go back. I want to re live that. And then I want to do it again somewhere else with someone else.
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