I might not be a traveling master, nor the deep passionate one. I just do traveling when I need to, and free myself when I have to.
I can still count how many countries or cities that I have visited. They were not that many, compared to those famous travelers had.
…but, I do embrace every time I visited new place, or meet the strangers, or interact with the spatial environment that a city has offer.
I exactly remember the feeling of watching sunset in Oia, or eating pizza in Milan, or falling down on an icy pedestrian path in Reykjavik.
I also still remember the feeling of getting lost in Paris, walking down on Tube escalators in London, or getting excited to see Colosseum.
I remember the feeling of being amazed with a vintage shop in Brugge, having 10 hours journey with a train to Berlin, or seeing the great Alhambra.
…then, when I watch some movies capturing all those places, I get warmhearted inside. It’s not because “I was there”, but memories.
I might not be the traveling master. However, I will always carry the idea of traveling, until I can’t remember it anymore.