[absynth]

I remember traveling 1000km for work. On the radio I heard of trips to where I lived. They were all prizes for some competition. I realized that my home was someone else's destination and my current place was where people from home's had chosen as a destination.

The grass is sometimes truly greener.

When I returned I looked at my home with the eyes of a tourist and went everywhere I could.

I have since traveled elsewhere. Some places are much better not to return to or even remain in.

[sayamqazi]

I spent my childhood in a place that was a destination for others but later in life moved to a city. When the company i work at decided to have a trip there I was like eh whaterevr. its just some boring mountains and waterfalls but went anyway. Seeing my coworkers be really enjoying that was really an experience in itself.