Hola amigos! I am Spanish, born near Barcelona (Kingdom of Spain). Barcelona is a nice and typical spanish city, the second in Spain by population, only after Madrid, our capital.
Like many other young boys, when I was 18 years old and got my passport I travelled around several Western European countries, hitchhiking, sleeping in youth hostels or in the nature, and finding occasional jobs in Paris, Brussels, Lausanne, Genoa, or in the Isle of Wight, to earn enough money to keep on travelling, for 2 years, until I had to return to Barcelona, in my dear Spain, to be enrolled in the then compulsory Army.
I always traveled with the sweat of my brow.
When I got a litle bit older (in 1982) I gave up everything and devoted my complete life to travel full time, working in anything in any country, hitchhiking, using third class trains, and walking, to learn about the essence of life and the reason why I am here. I adopted the Way of the Traveler to develop myself, from featherless biped to full man, using travels as an instrument to learn, searching for knowledge about the human nature in remote monasteries consulting wise people; I made of the whole world my university.
Since then I have been on the road, abroad, 30 years net of my life, so far (which does not mean that I have been on the road 30 years continuously, for instance, because from time to time, after several years on the road I returned back home in Spain to see my parents, but that counting all the years and months that I have been travelling abroad totalize 30 full years of my life devoted entirely to travel, full time), and in all the 193 countries of the UNITED NATIONS I have spent at least 24 hours, or one day and one night. If you have not been a minimum of 24 hours in a country, even in Liechtenstein, Monaco, or Nauru, you have not really been in that country.
I am against the distortion of the art of travel perpetrated by the so called tickers (beep beep travelers), or those anti-travelers who collect countries meaningless, do not learn from the travels, traveling as a roadrunner just for absurd competition in travel clubs to show off that they have a lot of money to spend traveling mindless.
Today I do not feel a tourist; I do not even feel a traveller either, but rather a monk in constant pilgrimage around his temple, the beautiful planet Earth.
If somebody wants to leave his condition of being a travel aficionado and to become a real traveler, a connoisseur of our lovely planet Earth and not to fool himself, he has to pay the price for it. For me that person has to meet these seven requirements:
1 – To make in his younger years (from 20 to 40) an around the world journey, lasting at least 1 year, calling in the 5 continents (Europe, Asia, Africa, America and Oceania), being self-sufficient, learning with virility to survive on the road, working when necessary.
2 – Learning at a good level (reading and writing) at least 4 out of the 6 official United Nations languages (Arabic, Chinese, English, French, Russian, Spanish), and to have a fair spoken knowledge of the other two.
3 – To spend a minimum of 20 years net of his life on the road.
4 – To sleep at least one night in every one of the 193 countries registered in the United Nations.
5 – To spend at least a whole year in a great region of our planet, for instance South America, India and the Far East, Central Africa, etc., getting to know in depth the cultures of the people living there.
6 – To cross the following four continents overland, without taking planes, as a real traveler, only using trains, buses and boats. For instance Europe, from Ekaterinburg (in the Ural Mountains) to Portugal, Asia from Turkey to Vietnam, America from Alaska to Tierra de Fuego, Africa from Oran to Swaziland, and Oceania from Perth to Cairns (in Australia).
7 – To visit a minimum of 100 inhabited islands in Oceania.
Profile picture: St. Croix Island, US Virgin Islands. I proudly raise the flag of my country, Spain.
My Favorite Places:
impenetrable territories in the remoteness of Africa, South America, India and Russia.