I went to slovenia with my cousin and we stayed at a wonderful Airbnb. The host brewed his own beer, and we drank it while hiking the mountains, and while paddling a canoe across the lake there. The countryside was beautiful, the people were kind, wildflowers and fruit trees everywhere. We learned so much about the country and it's history, encountered dishes we had never tasted, and fell in love with a life that would only ever be a fleeting memory.
I think about that trip constantly even though i have had many since.
I understand why you might not want to travel, but... I don't sympathize, as it appears you do not sympathize with those who do travel.
I think about that trip constantly even though i have had many since.
I understand why you might not want to travel, but... I don't sympathize, as it appears you do not sympathize with those who do travel.
To each their own, eh?