In my life and when I travel – luck and superstition go hand in hand.
Ask my mother, or anyone who knows me really well and they’ll tell you I’m a pretty lucky person. Things just seem to always work out for me – it’s kind of strange really.
It’s like I have a horseshoe around my neck (or somewhere else as the saying usually goes).
Today’s post comes on an extremely lucky day. The date is 11/11/11. The 11th day of the 11th month of the 11th year. That’s a whole lotta luck!
That being said, personally I don’t consider what happens day to day to be basic luck. There’s more to it. I am VERY superstitious.
I don’t know how it started but somehow I base so many decisions and things I do on whether its a good or bad luck action.
For example: when I see a penny on the ground I get superstitious. As the saying goes:
‘Find a penny, pick it up. Then all day you’ll have good luck.
I take sayings like this a bit too literally. I will stop and pick up a penny not due to it’s financial value but because it’s good luck. I know this is the case because I won’t pick up the penny if it is tails up. Only heads. Tails, is bad luck.
My luck and superstition beliefs follow me when I travel as well.
– When I mail postcards from abroad I kiss them first – it helps them get to their recipient.
– If a black cat crosses my path I turn around and backtrack to avoid crossing paths with the said cat. (I do a lot of extra walking because of this).
The biggest example of my luck and superstition beliefs coming into play was during my visit to Europe – summer 2010. It may be hard to believe but…
I am the reason Spain won their first ever World Cup
Allow me to explain:
I’ll be honest I didn’t know what the FIFA World Cup was before visiting Europe. I didn’t know who was playing let alone who had a chance of winning.
It began when I was in Amsterdam, Netherlands. During my stay – The Netherlands beat out Brazil. The next day I hopped on a train to Germany and as I arrived – Germany beat out Argentina. A couple days later I found myself in Madrid, Spain and yes – Spain beat out Germany.
Whichever country I was in, their team won.
There was but one major match left: The Netherlands vs. Spain.
The problem was, I was scheduled to travel from Madrid to Barcelona the day before the match. While Barcelona is in Spain there are many who don’t believe it should be and because of this, my gut told me it would be bad luck to be there for the final game.
On a whim, I changed my train ticket so I could stay in Madrid and watch the game from there.
Well, as we all know – Spain won.
And like any good video blogger I filmed my entire experience and created my FIFA World Cup 2010 final game video.
Thank goodness I stuck with my superstitions. Then again, we’ll never know otherwise.
Are you superstitious? Does it ever effect the way you travel?
