A week ago I came back from a long trip of exploring beautiful cities, hanging out with monkeys and walking on black sand. Looking at how simple people lived, yet how happy they were with what they had inspired me to write a travel diary, so that I can look back on it when inspiration doesn't strike. And maybe I can inspire you to do something extraordinary.

 

The feeling of sand between your toes, no makeup on your face and experimenting with your style whilst connecting with your inner self really sums up to feeling free. Free of judgment.

 

Why is it that we - or should I say 'I' - can truly be ourselves only when we travel? 

 

You learn so much from traveling, that in the end you return as a changed person, conquering the world, one tan at a time.

 

xox,

Laila