I've had some days to put down my bag and have a rest...

So, what about those 6 last months ?
From here, it was not so hard... bad remembers became good after a while, and finaly, the real difficulty was the weather : big warmth wear down the physic, the rain break the moral, the cold during the night... I didn't thought I would be aware that like this.
Apart from that, I realize it all happen very well : I didn't be ill, the language barrier was not a problem, I met some people very welcoming... I have seen how a smile let go far. I verified it everyday : I walk with my feet, but I go with my head. Moral, always.
Until now, I had never problems to sleep where I wanted, or to find some food regularly. It's a help. I haven't lost a lot of weight (75 kg at the start, 70 in Austria, maybe the same today), health is good...
So, everything is OK.
Wht did I learn during this time ?
I visited very different contries, with a real contrast at all levels (Switzerland and Albania are a good example) : population mentality, their hope, their vision of the world...
I have seen wonderful places : Moutains of Switzerland, Viena, Dalmatia coast, antic Greece...

Many people was surprised by my speed : I walk fastly. 40 km minimum each day (8 hours of walk), but in fact, I think it is not so impressive : on one hand, if the day is suffisciently longer, , I can do 50, 55, or 60 km like I did 2 times, and I am able to walk 5 or 6 hours (25-30 km) with no stop. and I am like a clocker now : 1 hour = 5km, morning and evening. It is not very fast, but I have the time to improve myself.
My bag too has never stop to get lighter : from 25 kg, he quickly fall at 22 and 20kg. In Greece, I reduce him, and now, he would be about 15kg, more or less... I think about removing some other items and buy a littler bag. Until where could I go ?

I am in Istanbul since a week, today. Return to the city life : I let you imagine the contrast !To look for a job, a flat, to walk in the streets, to take the metro... The attetion is always seeked by lights, calls, noise, always the noise, and the people, everywhere...
I have seen for myself a strange phenomenon : I never felt bored even if I was always alone during the last 6 months, but there, in the middle of all this people, I feel alone... not for a long time, of course (it is not in my nature), but as I couldn't stay quiet alone, in my head, I met the loneliness in a 12 million people cıty... strange.
But it will not be longer : if I can find a job and a flat, I will be in the situation I left in March : metro-job-sleep.