Played around with some old footage from Iceland to share one of my favorite things about travel.
It isn’t about being entertained or having a good time.
It isn’t about taking a break to escape your life.
It’s not about spoiling yourself or having photos and trinkets to show off with.
It’s about feeling deeply alive.
Few things help with that quite like being thrust into a totally new setting and needing to reorient yourself.
To me, holing up in a resort where people will cater to all your comforts, or taking a rigidly prepackaged experience is kind of antithetical to that. I love the unknown.