It all started with a one-way ticket and a backpack filled with curiosity. I wasn’t chasing adventure; I was running from routine, from the monotony of the everyday. My first stop was a small coastal town where the sea whispered secrets I’d never heard before. I met strangers who became friends, tasted dishes that danced on my palate, and watched sunsets that painted the sky in colors I never knew existed.
But it wasn’t just the places that changed me—it was the moments in between: getting lost in winding alleys, the kindness of a stranger when I needed it most, and the silence of staring at a star-filled sky with nothing but my thoughts.