A ship in port is safe, but that's not what ships are built for.
I find myself venturing farther and farther away from home, and I feel smaller and smaller each time I go.
I'm seeing so many things, meeting so many strangers, and getting lost quite a lot. Coming back to Europe at 22 is amazing. Backpacking around here has always been on my bucket list--I just didn't expect to do it so soon, and I wasn't planning to go by myself. But here I am now.
Currently in the beautiful south of France. Tomorrow I leave for Barcelona, and the day after that will be the first day that I'll really be on my own. Just me, my backpack, my camera, and countries filled with strangers.
I'm scared to death, and my tropical self is freezing. A new adventure begins.
(I'll be back in a month's time with tons of photographs. This might be my last time here with a laptop.)