The weather is turning quite warm again and I realized that I have quite reflected on the joys of winter. While the colder weather slows the world down a bit, it appears that it revitalized my sense of exploration, especially in urban settings.
I brought in the Chinese New Year of the goat/sheep/ram (I still have no idea which one it actually is) setting out on more solo adventures. I took the streets exploring on my own and taking more time for myself. The New Year brought about a new way of thinking: Taking time for myself shouldn’t be a luxury, but a necessity.
So I set out to find moments, not places; engagements, not people.
I found international book exhibits, newborns at the zoo, and Le Petit Prince.
I stumbled upon moments of connection, clarity, whimsy.
In all, I found the adult in me, but I also released the child. It was a winter wonderland of wanderings and wondering.
Not at all a baaaad start to the year!
Find more about my adventures on Instagram (@BackpacksAbroad)