When it comes to cities, I personally love London. Amazing architecture, great food, lovely museums, smooth public transportation, fascinating markets... What's not to love?
How did get this far? How did the conspiracy theories and lies take the upper hand and get people who claim to be patriots and love this country decide to attack it's democratic foundation? Things should never have gotten this far.
I can't lie. This week, I am feeling the grind. And I know that I am not the only one. No matter who I talk to, everyone is feeling some form of corona fatigue. Paired with winter fatigue, it can feel like a inexplicable weight.
If you happen to be in Hamburg and are looking for good sushi, I would recommend Sushi Lô in Rotherbaum near U Hallerstraße.
I was aware that India would be very different from I had encountered before. I was theoretically prepared for the stark contrasts and ready to embrace the expected culture shock. But all my years of research and love from afar did not prepare me for the actual impact it had on me.
I used to say that I am a city girl through and through. When it came to travel, I was focused on city trips and architecture, the idea of the country side and nature bored me. Until I made it to Vietnam... and was convinced otherwise.
When it comes to food, my favorite travel destination is definitely Thailand. Specifically for its street food. I was blown away by the diversity and flavor pallets that you get to encounter all across the country.
My 30 day interrail trip around Europe had taken me to amazing sights, enabled me to meet fascinating people and forced me to face myself and grow in the process.
My travel companion had disembarked in Budapest and decided to let me sleep, therefor leaving the door unlocked. The conductor asked me to secure the latch, which I complied with drowsily. And in hindsight, I am grateful that he did ensure that I did.