When you travel, you learn a lot–about yourself, about the friends you travel with, if you can get a decent sized coffee (sorry Italia), but most importantly, you learn a little more about the mysteries of life.
I hurried out the door from my internship, ran towards my apartment to grab my overnight bag and flight information. My roommate and I scrambled out of the apartment, dancing and screaming with happiness down our stairs to meet our two friends to make our bus ride to the airport in time.
That’s when it hit me. Holy shit. I’m going to Budapest…with people I hadn’t even met two weeks ago.
Isn’t it crazy how beautiful life is? No really.
“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.” -Jack Kerouac, On The Road