Since I traveled without my family for the first considerable time back in 2014, I always had that craving to do more, that feeling of wanderlust that can’t be quite satisfied.
Whenever I’m stuck in one place for whatever reason, I need to get out of there.
I think it’s some kind of global claustrophobia. We Germans call it ‘Fehrnweh’, the Swedish name it ‘Resfeber’. And I have a bad case of Resfeber.
I want to constantly explore and broaden my mind. There are so many adventures out there, waiting to be unleashed, so many things to try out, so many people to be met.
But it’s a good feeling.
That’s why I love it so much.
That’s why I share my experiences on here.