The highlight of my trip through Spain the last few days is not the friendly wait staff at the Ciudat de Prat hotel in Barcelona where we spent the night after missing our flight to Valencia, nor is it the splendid gardens of the Palacio de Nazaries in Alhambra, though you should stop by if you´re in Grenada.  Rather, the highlight of this trip thus far is losing my luggage somewhere between London and Valencia.

Having to do without anything but what´s in my pockets and on my back for the last three days has reminded me that one can get by and be happy with very little.  Simple living, if you will.

In a culture of consumption where having the latest cell phone is a regular topic of conversation, decisions become simpler.  In the morning, after a nice hot shower, and the question of whether I should change my underwear pops into mind, the simple and blissfull answer is, ¨No, I will not change my underwear today.  Let´s find something to eat.¨