Ieper

After something that could have gone bad, I headed to Ieper. No idea where it was on the map, and no idea where I was heading to. My stomach was still complaining about that Subway sandwich I had on my way to the train.
I decided to write a little bit more. It calms my inner ghosts as they come in times like this. The train continued its ride to Ieper and I smiled. It was so strange to think how I got there, that I didn't even know what to say or think. My hand kept on writing and writing.
Ieper comes then on the board, while a voice repeats both in Dutch and French, that we arrived to this city.
Eva's mom, message, "I have arrived", send. My thoughts were still blurry by Gent. After not even 5m I see them. The same amazing smile Eva was carrying, existed in her mother. I was immediately feeling full of hope and good thoughts again. I decided then to talk about Portugal and the differences I was finding in Belgium. Inside I was feeling kind of strange and sad, because I couldn't say a single good thing about my own country. My mind was just letting everything go.
"I hope you don't mind we walk, but Eva told me you needed to talk a little bit." - Eva's mom said.
I smiled and continued walking with them. In the end, beautiful parks, beautiful stories, ending with an amazing dinner in a local pub, and funny street performances.

I couldn't ask for more, and there I was again saying goodbye to Eva, knowing inside that it wouldn't be the last time I was going to tell her goodbye.

Life brought me a little bit of hope in something really simple. Then I would never guess that those moments would tell me so much even in other adverse moments, even in distant places.