To pull me to my feet again:.

Do you remember that great scene from Waltz with Bashir where a guy transcends himself in the middle of a battle?. Well, it's been a while since I felt like that myself and, to be honest, I don't like it, so in the hope of changing this situation I resorted to a flawless remedy: a nice trip!!.

I went to the Netherlands for a week to celebrate the last Queen's day. Overall, it was a great experience. I really liked the views (water canals everywhere!), the food (amazing Gouda cheese!), the bicycle-friendly environment, the open-minded culture, and all the beautiful girls around the country!. I had started to feel empty, and I needed new experiences to feel renewed for my second half of the PhD, specially if I'm to finish on time, with the final goal of going back to Mexico at the end of next year!.

Though I can't say that I'm completely renewed, I certainly feel a lot better. What I can testify is that maybe my time of traveling in backpacking-style is coming to an end, as well as my classic long walks that end up with torn up socks =). Anyway, if I learned anything on this trip it was that Marihuana and alcohol don't mix, but that's a topic for another post...

But I feel, 
I feel no shame.