"Fear of the unknown is the greatest fear of all, but I just went for it"

So, yesterday I was watching the movie 180º South, which I had to say I "borrowed" from the Couchsurfing profile of an American friend of mine, who is also a traveler and who can speak also Spanish and English, as he was living in Costa Rica :). I really enjoyed the movie as it was showing me all the same that I find in most of places whenever I travel, you can really approach to the new culture you are knowing just listening to the local people. You can learn from their history, their past, their gastronomy, their landscapes, their threats (that they´ve suffered).  . . So, I would say, the most important thing to travel is to have very good ears. A person that travel without listening is like a blind that is going through a desert, without seeing anything, he could die of thirst until he feel how the thorns of some cactus are pricking him/her, then could try to open it and find some water inside, but it would be too dangerous, and at the end the water that would drink would not be enough according to the blood that would have lost with the pricks. . . So, if for one second we are able to open our eyes and see that in fact, we are sourrounded by cactus, we just have to go to them and take the most advantage of their water . . . Is the same that if we go to places and don´t listen to indigenous people, to locals. . . If you just travel without taking the time to seat next to them, you would be the same blind in the desert . . . There won´t be any water for you even if you liked the experience of running these beautiful landscapes . . . Because the water is inside, so you may have to be meticulous to reach it without pricking yourself, you have to be wise to find the interior treasure of every culture. As it was sayed once, "the essential is invisible to the eyes". 

Also I was shocked to find myself so identified with the main character and with his feelings, as in example, when he was in Rupa Nai (Easter islands), he had exactly the same feelings that I could had in some other remote Pacific Polinesian islands, such as the Hawaiian archipielago. . . Or in some other places that you could never had imagine that you were gonna be, like the rainforests of the Chiriquí mountains in Panamá, or the Caribbean archipielago of Bocas del Toro, where I felt in love with a beach (Playa de las Estrellas, or Stars Beach). You know that you really love there, and you try to promise yourself that you will come back, even if you know that there is a high chance that you betray yourself . . . But that´s the price you have to pay to know such an amount of indescriptible places in the world, that sometimes maybe you will betray yourself . . . But you will be a creature full of freedom and empty of fears. . . Whenever you travel, you catch buses, you have to ask and trust people, you have to check timetables, you have to rush . . . But, for me is better to find myself full of calm, to breath and say: "Allright, I don´t have any idea where the hell I am..." So, that´s when the adventure begins . . .Even if you don´t know how to take the next step, the next conection, the next transport, even if you won´t be able to point yourself in a map  . . . ¿So what? Remember that you don´t really have a home to come back, so you are now part of this adventure, you cannot feel that you would be "safer" at home, because now your home is the road, is the people that you met, their advices trying to help you, the gentle breeze whispering in your face, is that woman that sells you fruit in a corner, or that child that asks you for coins . . .There is nothing to be afraid of, you have to feel yourself part of this reality, part of this environment, we are all animals, part of this world, we can adaptate ourselves wherever we go . . . That´s the main thought that is inside of me when I see myself alone in that point, when I don´t know which way to take, when the adventure starts. . . You have two options, let the panic let in, or let the calm invade yourself and try it again . . . That´s what made me a traveler, when I realized that I never had any fear of getting lost myself anymore, as I realized that we are all lost, but we are finding ourselves in the way.

So, whenever you see a foreigner travelling, you could tell she/he is a traveler by looking at her/his eyes. If you don´t see any fear, then, she/he is.