People always ask why I travel. It's not just about checking places off a list or getting cool pics. Out here, in these quiet moments between the chaos of night markets and street food hunts, I find pieces of myself I never knew existed. Standing here in Vietnam, thousands of miles from home, I'm learning that sometimes you need to get lost to find your way. The best stories don't come from perfect itineraries - they come from those unplanned moments when you're just... being. 

Travel isn't an escape for me, it's a return to what matters. Here's to more nights under colorful lanterns, more conversations and more moments that remind me why I started wandering in the first place 🌏