Last day in Tanunda – SA

I write this post in English, the first one… please be lenient…

I left the Barossa Valley few hours ago. It was the same thing in Adelaide before. It’s time to leave when the feeling to be at home in a backpackers is coming. But the departure today has been difficult. I have spent 3 weeks in Tanunda. I met so many different people.

Two years ago, I read the Warrior of the Light from Paulo Coelho during a solo trek. This book teached me that I was a Warrior of the Light. First, it’s pretty cool. Next, that has changed my point of view on Travel…

Every Warrior of the Light has felt afraid of going into battle. 

Every Warrior of the Light has, at some time in the past, lied or betrayed someone.

Every Warrior of the Light has trodden a path that was not his.

Every Warrior of the Light has suffered for the most trivial of reasons.

Every Warrior of the Light has, at least once, believed he was not a Warrior of the Light.

Every Warrior of the Light has failed in his spiritual duties.

Every Warrior of the Light has said ‘yes’ when he wanted to say ‘no.’

Every Warrior of the Light has hurt someone he loved.

That is why he is a Warrior of the Light, because he has been through all this and yet has never lost hope of being better than he is.

This light is not inborn, we nurture it. During 3 weeks in Tanunda, the people of the backpackers have given me plenty of light. Now I feel stronger, I have more confidence. Now, I have to share this gift with new people and get more and more light. Someone asked me few days ago if the travel changed my nature. Actually it is just the beginning. I need more.

With time, I will forget the boring time to wait a job. I will keep in my memory the shiraz grapes, the color, the smell, the taste of awesome red wines, the afternoon at “Father’s Farm”, hearing an acoustic “Paradise City”, some bright almond eyes, another red eye observing the TV room in the dark, a Taiwanese perfect game to drink, an Italian hacker seed, the movement of my bed following the bed upstair, 殺小啦 [Shā xiǎo la]…

See you on the road. I will miss you.

One Reply to “Last day in Tanunda – SA”

  1. Chapeau ! Tu fais des progres tous les jours. La, c’est flagrant ! Pour ceux qui ne comprennent pas la langue de Shakespeare, la version française serait sympa 🙂
    Bisou et bon courage pour la suite… on est toujours la, avec toi.

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