For the first time, by myself I walked around Cuenca Centro. I was afraid at first; I didn’t know where I was or where I could go. I had a destination in mind, but I had no idea how to get there. I was scared... maybe because last time I had reached that destination I had people waiting for me and a whole adventure in front of us the moment we finally met. This time I would walk into to that hostel, with no one to look around for and nowhere to go from there. The hardest choice for me was, where to turn. Should I take a left or should I take a right?
I guess life is full of these, those life changing decisions that can completely change your life. If you choose the path on the right, you might end up at a bench against a wall, and you may think it is beautiful and not move on. You may also choose the path on the left and find your self in the heart of a standing, life size piece of art, a city that takes your breath away as soon as you step into it. Anyway, what I was looking for was which way to the hostel? I took a right, then half way down the block I decided to go left. It is okay to go when one is wondering around, just like life, it is always okay to go back! As I walked down I reached Parque Calderon. This place is not only one of my favorite parks because it is located in the center of the city with a diverse group of people, but it also holds the wondrous new cathedral of Cuenca. If I stand in the center of the park I see this amazing breath taking structure. So high it feels as if it’s part of another level, up in the sky where angels reside in the top of the domes and inside of the towers. This cannot be possible contrasted with the old cathedral behind me. It is much smaller, yet it holds the most precious history of the city in its core. I continued my journey; I got a map form the information center of the city. As I walked towards the south side of the city, I came across the inside of a building that took my breath away! It was a small garden, well kept and the colors inside were vivid and inviting. I walked in; it was one of the preserved houses of the city. Every wall was painted, making me fall in love with this place. I past by some dark corridors and another small patio and came to a wooden door. There was an intense beam of outside light coming through the small opening. Some of the doors, in life we come across call for our attention. Behind those doors may be beauty, yet we may never know because of the fear that holds us back. I too stood in front of those two doors and was afraid to open them. I looked around; I released the lock and walked into a grass outside patio inside a house. I was overwhelmed with my discovery. There was no one else there, and it felt as if no one had been there in a long time, slowly this place made its way into my heart… I continued my journey, holding on tightly to the places I had encounter on my way where I was going. I walked around for three hours, into galleries, by the river, in and out of store, and then I started to give up. I was suppose to be in front of the cathedral’s doors at 5pm. I only had half an hour to make it back in time. I slowly walked back trying hard to remember where the hostel was. It literally felt as if I was looking for the needle in the haystack… I did find it, far in the distance, but I found it. I guess the journey to the destination is what makes you fall more in love with that place huh? With a smile, I took it all in, in one breath and walked into my long desired destination. Signing off from Cuenca, Ecuador. Remember to just breathe and take it all in!
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CategoriesAuthorHello, I am 21 years old. Fascinated with the struggles of life and the beauty that comes with them. I travel not to pin point places on a map, but to discover the true essence of humanity and what makes each one of us uniquely beautiful. All I want to do is breathe the air around me as I go. Just to breathe life in :) Archives
March 2016
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