“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” – St. Augustine
I remember clearly the feeling I had when I boarded the flight for my first trip outside of North America. Along with the excitement and anticipation, I felt uneasy knowing that I would soon find myself in a place that was totally foreign. What if no one spoke English? What if I got separated from my friends and couldn’t find my way back to the hostel? Is pickpocketing a thing in Vienna? These worries seemed trivial once I arrived and realized that traveling is so much easier than I had expected. Six years after that first trip abroad, I have had the pleasure of visiting numerous countries all over the world. It doesn’t get much better than waking up somewhere new, the whole day ahead to explore, eat local and become part of that place, even if just for a short time. I have learned that things aren’t always as they seem. I have met innumerable kind, helpful and fascinating people. I have been inspired by things that I didn’t even know existed. And I can’t wait for the journey to continue.
The picture below is from last weeks trip to Stockholm, where Noel went to a conference and I had the city to myself for five glorious days.