My daily journey

I wake up everyday with the same feeling. I look myself in the mirror and then I close my eyes, meanwhile I imagine myself looking at the mirror before starting this journey.
As soon as the light touches my eyes I feel alive again, I remember myself that this is not a common trip like a christmas holidays or a calm weekend at the country house, this is my life.
I left my house at the age of 19, I wanted to find that part of me that was missing, I was searching somewhere I belong, so far it seemed to be that Mexico was not the place for me. The first day I walked in german streets, I could feel the cold air taking over my body, the breezy autumn was coming…Germany was the beginning of my eternal journey, opened my eyes to a whole new world where I could be who ever I wanted to, nothing ever matter.
At the beginning was just about freedom, equity, equality… afterwards Germany's history, lifestyle, architecture left me blind. I've never saw anything more beautiful than those gothic cathedrals.
My first time in Cologne was like a trip to the middle age, as soon as I walked out of the train station my mind blew away, there it was, the most beautiful building I ever saw in my life. As I walked closer to it, its magnificence was greater and greater, when I finally got to be inside, I just stopped, I crossed the door, and I was emerged in this party of colors, those windows made of thousands of colored glasses. I spend hours admiring that gift of art.
However Germany had more than just a past to show me...
I was running late, i had to catch up this train, 6 hours and I would finally be in that promised city, Berlin, the great Berlin. Those 6 hours felt like an eternity, how ever the trip came to end, I was standing in the platform B surrounded by a thousands of backpackers from all over the world, ambulant sellers, train-drivers, business men… I took some minutes to realize it was me, I was there...Berlin show me everything I needed to believe I do belong somewhere. As walking in the streets I realized there was no way I would feel at home anywhere else ever again, street art make me fall in love one time after another, musicians made my dream while I was awake walking to anywhere, every trip in the subway took me further than just a train stop…
Germany has a tragic history, and that history is embodied where ever you go, german culture is judged to be cold, nevertheless that coldness is the one that let's you feel free and at the same time just feel at home.