Travel blog: Thursday, 18th of August

Vanilla...vanilla... Do you know what that means? Do I? Today I got a lesson I'll never forget. We were sitting in this classroom. Doing impressions. We each had to come up with a special person and then do an impression of that person. I did too. So did my classmates. One impression in particular made me think. When the teacher said, that she wouldn't want to be that person. Because she felt that person might grow up to be "vanilla". Now what does that mean? Do you know? Well, let's say you’re looking upon a grassy field and there you see sheep feeding. All white save one. That one, the black one, is something special. Others, no matter how hard they try, they will still be average. All white. All vanilla. I guess in life, we are all trying not to end up "vanilla" style, but to be someone special. That got me thinking... Do you know what flavor I like best? Vanilla tea. Vanilla ice cream. Vanilla yoghurt... Well, what does that say about me? I wish I knew.