This is the end. So many beautiful places, so many stories, such wonderful experiences all told by images on our blog. Mainly loose memories for ourselves, but it is a pleasure to share them with you.
Washington and New York were beautiful as always, and I feel they were meant to be left to the end of our trip. Washington for me and NYC for Pedro. The love he has for New York is an old one – I know, given the chance, he would move there – and so we had to go there and see Brooklyn and Coney Island. Washington was sort of a wild card, we had no idea of what to expect and since it was on our way to NYC we decided to stop there, just to visit the city. Washington is the home of the Smithsonian where, amongst many other things connected to the american history, you can see the Julia Child kitchen. To this day I still can’t say what it did to me but I started
crying smiling uncontrollably as soon as I laid eyes on it. The love I have for food is big and the idea of having someone learning how to cook by the age of 40 and still become a star, teaching America how to cook, is something that speaks to me deeply. It is hard for me to put into words what I felt – maybe because it still feels like a whirlwind in my heart – but I’ve never felt like this. Like, ever. Have you ever felt like this? Have you ever looked at something or visited somewhere and felt like you belong? Like a deep calling?
Speaking of calling, Pedro loves New York and so even though we only had one day to visit it, we tried to make the most out of if by walking 29km across town. By the end of the day we were exhausted but happy because although it was the end, it may as well be the beginning of something big.
Thank you for being there, for all the good messages, for the strength you gave us to keep going. It warms our hearts. Thank you.
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