… that Stockholm is beautiful, but looks even better after a nap;
… that Bratislava is delightful, but not until you’ve had a shower;
… that carrying too heavy a bag detracts from one’s enjoyment of the great art in the Zwinger at Dresden;
… that nothing is fun if I’m hungry;
… to travel first class, check my suitcase into left luggage wherever possible, and wear comfortable knickers.
In short, to attend to my bodily needs in a timely fashion. And travelling alone meant that I had to take responsibility for all that myself. I had no companion to suggesting that we go to bed, or to decide which café we ate in or what sandwich I wanted. 2018 taught me to take care of myself.
Great post 😁
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