But why did I go on this trip?
I was wondering that during my whole time in Europe. Of course I had a purpose, a goal, before I left for the trip but I couldn't help but wonder over and over again while I was traveling. Why did I want to go, and why did i want to go so badly? I came up with plenty of reasons, but my most convincing reason is also probably the most common and cliche reason, the reason why everyone wants to go somewhere different. The reason is because I wanted to broaden my perspective of the world. See what people from the other side of the globe are doing, see their lifestyle, see how life makes them happy. I love seeing and feeling with my own body the different cultural behaviors and imagine how my life would be like if I adopted those differences and erased what I'm accustomed to.
As I will soon embark on a terrifying journey called "finding something to do for the rest of my life", I thought this trip could put my life into perspective. Have some epiphanies. Meet people who could make me reflect on myself.
And I did.
I cherish these new thoughts and introspections so much that I am absolutely frightened that I will forget even the smallest detail...which I know will definitely happen as I go back to my normal routine and live a busy life once school starts again. And so my blog will act as a handy memento of memories I want to keep forever.
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