Ciao! Miguel or Miguelonne over here!
A bit more than a week has passed and it feels like so much has happen already. Sun, rain, snow and all the emotions in between. At the end of this week before hitting Florence, my legs hurt so much from so much movement. In response to the tiredness I felt a deep presence, thanks also to the dedication everyone has put into it; I’m excited for what’s to come for Kabaret! My spirit is full as this is the training I yearn for, one that pushes my physical and inner boundaries to explore what’s beyond. I keep being intrigued by the streets of Arezzo, it’s beautiful architecture, the different corners and people that inhabit them. I have been trying to expand my horizons and immerse in Arezzo, joining the rugby club in town and going to a performing arts festival in Italian. After a week my mind is confused between Spanish, Portuguese and Italian but enchanted by its people and melody of life in here. And I wonder perché?