I've been thinking recently about the friendships that have developed and dissolved since I moved to Canada. This time 7 years ago I was partying away during my first year at uni and making drunken promises of "life-long friendship" with people of whom some I hardly speak to these days. Friendships are often the losing victim when one member moves away, and with time differences and busy work/social schedules, it's often unavoidable. But there are some friends who you just know will remain close even when you're oceans apart from one another. So grateful I met this girl (a fellow expat living in Denmark) during our first week at King's in September 2011, and am still treated to her humble kindness, generosity, wit and listening ears even though it's been two years since we last saw each other in person. Love you, @josieee_belle 💛. Throwback to some of the fun we had during second year 👭
"Travel. your money will return, your time won't." - Jackie Chan.
Such an amazing time in Berlin. I think this was when I decided to ride all the way to the edge of town and back.
There is something about traveling alone that helps you grow and instilled confidence in yourself. You decide to rely on yourself and sometime being lost is okay, because you get to discover new things and it makes you think outside the box.