Tonight I’m reflecting on how lucky I am.

I knew I was lucky to be able to be doing this.

I knew it would be amazing.

It is so much more amazing than my brain had the capacity to imagine.

It is so astoundingly beautiful here.

The people are so very lovely.

The food is so delicious (I plan on having Basque cake every day. It tastes like everything that is good in the world, sprinkled with powdered sugar.)

It is only day 2.

Lucky is not sufficient to express what I am.

All that being said……my feet are sore.