Blogmas dec. 4th
What a weird and wonderful coincidence life is :)
Check out my Christmas music blog if you need some good songs to get you in the spirit!
So many of my favorite YouTubers are doing Vlogmas, so I’m going to start doing Blogmas and blogging every day in December (except yesterday). To follow along, check out my page and leave some suggestions! :)
Wow have you ever really tasted a skittle? Like REALLY tasted it.
Cause I just have and let me tell you, I can taste the rainbow.
All my life, people have encouraged me to do what I want to do and be who I want to be. The only constant passions in my life have been the people I love, music, and travel. So many people surrounding me are so content to stay in one place and live through other people… But not me.
Sure, I’ve seen pictures of the other side of the Atlantic and the little castle on the cliff. But I had to experience standing on the edge of the Cliffs of Moher watching a rain storm roll over the ocean then soak us in the most dramatic 2 minute storm, just to roll away over the bright green plains leaving nothing but sun in its wake.
I’ve read about the Spanish tapas and beaches. But to experience people watching on a nude beach and salsa dancing in a nightclub in Barcelona until 8 am was not something I’ll soon forget.
And of course I’ve seen countless movies and read even more books in which people lounge in Parisian cafés and fall in love with the man of their dreams. But movies don’t give you the same feeling as seeing the Eiffel Tower light up for the first time or finally figuring out the crazy metro system. And nothing - absolutely nothing - can compare to falling in love with the most beautiful city in the world and eventually having your heart broken when you have to say goodbye.
So why do I have the desire to constantly get crushed by leaving these amazing places? Why not just sit on my couch and see it from someone else’s Facebook page? Because I can’t. They say it’s better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all. I say it’s better to have experienced and moved on then to live vicariously through others and always wonder what if.
What if I never went to London and got dropped off at the wrong address at 5 am? What if I never showered with a cockroach as long as my thumb? What if I never got harassed and fondled by a stranger on a night train?
Maybe those particular days could have been better, but I wouldn’t be the person I am today.
So go out. Have new experiences. Have great times and horrible times. Laugh until you cry and cry until you can laugh. Just please, please travel if you can and you’ll be so much better off.