I didn’t really believe travel changes you. I thought that was just something people write under sunset photos on Instagram with too many hashtags. You know the type. But then I actually started traveling, not luxury stuff, more like budget buses, late trains, wrong turns, and suddenly the world felt… different. Not louder or quieter. Just less black and white.
At home, life feels very...
There’s a funny thing about trips. You plan them like a military operation, spreadsheets, hotel screenshots, budget panic at 2 a.m., and somehow the parts you remember later have nothing to do with that planning. Not the flight number, not even the hotel name. It’s always the random stuff. The slightly wrong turns. The moments where things didn’t go “according to plan” and you...