i feel that my whole journey across europe in 2007 was life changing, but there is at least one moment that i can narrow down to kicking me into gear.
i was in hannover, germany for a couple of weeks, since it was the last weeks in july, my credit card was done till the next month. i was broke, eating Mr.Noodle, and sleeping in the train station. i was living like a bum. one day an older fellow who i had seen around quite frequently invited me to where there was a play being put on by christians. they also had free food and drink (non-alcoholic) . i recognized a few of the other homeless people there from having breakfast with them at the shelter in the mornings. this play was about a man, at the start of the play, it was just him on stage doing normal things. then he got a girlfriend, she broke up with him, then a chain went round one of his hands. then he picked up a bottle and drank it, another chain round his hand. finally both of his legs and neck were entrapped by chains. And everytime a goddamn chain went onto him, the drunken bums would laugh an cheer . not getting the point at all. finally jesus came on and saved him, and one by one he removed the chains and placed them around himself. again , at every chain he placed on , the audience would cheer and shout. im not very religious, not christian anyway, but i found this terribly disturbing. that next day i packed up my things and moved on. the bums might not have made a connection , but i had, i still had to keep going , not give up hope. it was probably the darkest days of my life before finally getting the kick i needed to get out of that rut. i was toeing the line between a local bum and broke traveller/adventurer. hahaha, i made sure where i stood after that.