I’m now in my third week of my trip, I’ve slept in at least six different places, and I’ve yet to feel comfortable sleeping. There’s a feeling of uneasy I can’t shake off .
I love that feeling, because of my wife, we happened to travel a lot, and I mean way more than what’s considered a healthy amount of holidays.
Now visiting a foreign city is nothing new, same of the same. Sleeping in hotel is the usual thing, but I miss the first times we travelled, the wonder and mystery of a new place and that feeling of “I don’t belong here”.
I’m now in my third week of my trip, I’ve slept in at least six different places, and I’ve yet to feel comfortable sleeping. There’s a feeling of uneasy I can’t shake off .
I love that feeling, because of my wife, we happened to travel a lot, and I mean way more than what’s considered a healthy amount of holidays.
Now visiting a foreign city is nothing new, same of the same. Sleeping in hotel is the usual thing, but I miss the first times we travelled, the wonder and mystery of a new place and that feeling of “I don’t belong here”.