The Spanish Caravan

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We spent more than a month in Zagreb, Croatia, getting ready for our teleportation to Mexico. We started learning Spanish over the internet. We downloaded some audio lessons, checked videos in Youtube and used two websites, Duolingo and LiveMocha to get started. We also prepared some games to take with: Bang!, Dixit and Kitadels (a Hello Kitty version of Citadels where Lea always beats my ass).

Crossing the Big Pond

Lea and me had been hitching together for a few months in Europe and came to realize that it’s actually very nice to lead such a life together. We seemed to be quite uncomplicated individuals who enjoy each other’s company on the road to the fullest. We therefore decided to do it properly: cross the Atlantic, somehow some time later this year, and continue our travels together in truly foreign environment for both of us.

For me personally it was a dream come true. I had tried boat hitchhiking before but couldn’t even make it to the Canary Islands. Now, with Lea, the idea of crossing the Big Pond and exploring a whole new continent seemed somehow more doable. She made it sound easy, straightforward. And, as a matter of fact, once the decision to go had been made, the opportunities started arising. We immediately acquainted with an amazing young captain in Germany who promised, at least, to teach us sailing and sail around the Baltic Sea, if not take us all the way cross Atlantic. Magnífico! That’s exactly what we needed, sailing experience, we thought. He did mention, however, that we should prepare the boat first (e.g. clean the smutty fridge). Sure, the whole project – fixing the boat, learning to sail, getting to the canaries, and hitching a boat across – would take about six months or more to pull through. But we were convinced that we could do it. Our plan was spotless: 1) Clean the fridge, 2) Cross the Big Pond. No biggie, eh?