Oh yea, the walk.
I put on my walkin' shoes and jeans this time so I could walk through everything and not say "ouch" every few feet (flip flops are not good hiking shoes):
Then I hit the road by taking my original path at first, and straying from it.
When I saw the river, I knew I had to go there:
And made a wish
Then I decided to trudge through the weeds and make my way literally to the water's edge. It was so peaceful listening to the water! I felt like I was at the ocean.
And with all of my thoughts and wishes, I was glad a frog popped out of hiding to remind me that even though my mom isn't here with me, she still listens.
And the driftwood reminded me that my dad is still here and he also listens. And responds!
Then I saw the Arcopolis of Moldova (which ended up not being so cool up close)
Although some kids did try to write profanity in English. Spelling error!
And eventually I ran into the ferry which would have taken me over to the monument I wanted to see if it was running, but unfortunately it wasn't.
After sitting there for awhile and doing some writing and drawing, I decided to head back home.
And some men that gave me directions and then the one in the white tried to get me to marry his son. His first question after telling me I just had to keep walking straight 2 kilometers was, "Are you married? Neither his he." HA!
My walk finished with picking some apples, which I later used to make amazing applesauce.
And on a final closing... I just want to say how happy I am at the moment. In fact, I am so happy that I was not only walking but also dancing while on my walk.