Claudia

I was alone and having some sort of dinner in a foreign city when Claudia came in. She wanted to use the toilette and to have a vodka. She was thrown out of the bar by a stupid German waiter only because she was foreign and worse, a woman looking for a drink! In what is supposed to be one of the finest and prime cities of modern developed Germany, she was shoved out of the bar by two idiot fat waiters for absolutely no reason, except she was a woman asking for a drink in English. I saw her trying to explain rationally and show that she had the money to pay for a stupid drink, but she was simply pushed away by the waiters and forced out in the most primeval way.
I could not believe my eyes, and I rose in protest paid to leave and never to return again.
I´ve followed her and we came into conversation. She was crying, and I told her that stupid people are to be found everywhere, though she couldn´t understand how such a thing could ever take place in Europe.
I asked her if she wanted to have a drink with me somewhere, and we´ve just spend the last four hours together, talking openly as perfect strangers that will probably never meet again usually do. Claudia has proven me that my heart is still in the right place, that I can recognize a fighter, an equal, from distance.
What an horrible situation yet a lovely coincidence that brought us together. It turns out that we have a lot, a real lot in common. In between countries, just leaving something behind for a new and saner start, having to work our way through by ourselves without the usual typical support.

We laid our cards on the table and realized how much alike we are, even in making the same mistakes or in looking into things the same way, and that´s probably why I was drawn to speak to her in the first place. Claudia just got a job in Bangladesh working for a German/ American organization that fights for human rights and works in order to diminish poverty in undeveloped countries. She has spend her last 18 years in America though she is Latin American, studying and working. She did her Post-doc in Washington D.C. She is a extreme intelligent mature good looking woman and tonight she was simply looking to have a drink.

I am so proud of these encounters, these moments of passage, when you recognize nomads just like yourself, when people treat you back as you always treat them, with no fear, trusting… In these moments a miracle happens: you see your uncertainty turn into relief and your doubt become your own believe, you feel how great the love you have in you is.
It may be that you´ve been hurt, it may be that you´ve even made a fool of yourself but, you survived and you are here to tell the story, more alive than anyone else simply because you´ve always stayed truthful to yourself.

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