I think it is just become the new standard of a new blog post to apologize for not posting for so long. I am probably only apologizing to myself, since I do always regret not writing. But time flies. Especially when you are having fun. And oh, I did.
It has been now 1,5 months since I left Sicily, the island I now call my second home. And in less than 2 weeks I start a new schoolyear; my last year. It is just all so surreal that this third year of my study went by so quickly. Jeez, what a year I must say. Really this post is more or less a recap. A little post about how life, and you, can change within such a short period of time. Because a school year is not even a real year. Maybe barely 10 months. But compared to last year, I feel like a totally different person. A mind that is stretched by a new experience can never go back to its old dimensions. Continue reading “We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape us”
A city surrounded by mountains and sea. That is my favorite combination and Palermo has this. When you want a city trip but also a bit of beach holiday, Palermo is a perfect destination. However, I rarely hear about people that spend holidays here. I have to say that before my Erasmus here, Palermo was not on my radar as well. More popular city trip and/or sun holiday destinations are Barcelona, Lisbon, Paris etc. But today I want to explain to you why you should definitely add Palermo/Sicily to your travel bucket list. Continue reading “Why Palermo is one of the most underrated cities in Italy (and you should visit it)”
”Traveling. It makes you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.”
After I was back from Kenya for about 2 weeks, my dad started to say the same thing each time I told about Kenya. ‘Once I was in space…’ (Shout out to the people who know where this reference is from). In a series my parents and I watch frequently, one of the main characters goes to space and after returning cannot stop telling stories about the experience. Now every time I mention Kenya, he says that as a response. But I cannot help it. Kenya silenced me for a few moments; made me think. Only ever since I came back, I have plenty to say about it. Traveling does make you a storyteller. I love that about traveling. It creates so much memories, moments so precious. ‘Remember the time we tried to eat sushi in Italy? What a joke!’ or ‘Remember that time we saw 7 cheetahs in one day? Such an amazing experience!’.