"Travel often. Getting lost will help you find yourself." -Holstee Manifesto
If I had a dollar for every time I got lost during my weekend trip to Amsterdam, I’d have enough to buy a plane ticket and go back to visit again. Nothing went as planned, but sometimes that’s just the way I like it: full of adventure and unexpected twists.
My train leaving France on Friday night was delayed, so I arrived to Amsterdam late and wasn’t able to meet up with my friends as I’d planned. I spent the night in a different hostel, and ended up spending most of the next day alone too, which was unexpectedly wonderful.
I wandered around town, stopped by a little café for a scone and a hot cup of tea, and then made my way over to the Anne Frank house. The museum has some of the original journal entries Anne wrote, and I got to climb up the ladder in the Secret Annex and see the hidden room where she spent so much time. By the time I left, I was a puddle of emotion. There was something about being there alone that amplified my experience and allowed me to take it all in on a deeper level.
By the time I met up with my travel buddies, we were ready to explore Keukenhof tulip gardens. Someone told us the gardens weren’t very far fro the city, so we rode our bikes the entire way from Amsterdam to Lisse, where the tulips are. I later found out that it was a 40 km (24 mile) bike ride! We definitely got our workout in that day.
Sometimes the best way to travel, and the best way to do life, is to stop planning and stressing over every detail, and to just embrace the adventure that each day holds.
Thanks for stopping by. A little about me — I have a latte each morning and drink about 7 cups of tea a day (I'm not exaggerating.) I live in Atlanta where I'm going to law school. I like long distance running and I love my city and I love exploring our beautiful earth. I believe in being vulnerable, following our passions & being free.
I started this blog to document and share my favorite moments while traveling. This is a place where I process my ideas, share the aches and joys of my heart, speak truth, and shine light on the beauty I see in the world.
I've realized that what I probably love most about traveling is the same thing I love about writing — the way it connects me to myself and other people. I hope as you read my words, you feel connected to our shared humanity.
Thank you for reading. :)
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