There’s something about getting lost in a place that wasn’t planned… No maps, no rush, just walking and letting the streets tell their story.Today felt like that.I found this quiet little alley, warm colors on the walls, plants growing like they belong there forever, and that soft sunlight that makes everything feel slower… softer. I didn’t even realize how much I needed that pause until I was already in it.Travel isn’t always about the big landmarks or the perfect itinerary. Sometimes it’s just about these small, unexpected moments that stay with you longer than anything else.I think that’s why I keep chasing new places… because I never know what little corner of the world is about to feel like home, even if it’s just for a few minutes.
