I long to travel…

I miss the beautiful tones of cultural exchange.

The laughter that transecends religious/ethnic/ or language barriers.

I want to be a tourist again.
To be a volunteer.
To hike and be one with the nature of a country in the most pure of ways.

To make friends and family
To share hearts over good food.

To gain new knowledge that leaves me with better understanding of my role in the life.
To be inspired…

I travel because it is inspiration you see.
It leaves me feeling innovative and creative.

I want to to listen and be opened to perspectives I otherwise would’ve never came across.

To watch eyes dance around a campfire.

To take road trips.

To see the best sunsets.

I want…
To share music.
Like how I introduced A Malaysian friend to Daniel Caesar and then we played that song back about 100 times in that next week.

Or how they had me bumping Tingi Tingi.

I wanna cement my travels.

Make a scrap book.

Tattoo them into my spirit.

My spirit of exploration.

Mostly,
I want To share it with the love of my life.

Oh yeah!
To find out what I’m made of all alla dat dea.

Travel, is otherworldly.

Because it introduces you to other worlds.

Travel is me.

Heres my temporary travel bucket list!

• Lofoten, Norway
• Shizuoka, Japan
• Faroe Islands
• Tuvalu
• Seceda/Positano, Italy
• Valle Verzasca, Switzerland
• Cartagena*
• Seoul*

*where ever else bbg wants to travel*