The View That Made Me Homesick

You know that first moment after a long train ride, when you step out and the world is just—different? Grindelwald hit me like that. I walked downhill from the station, expecting the usual postcard stuff, but the mountains were so sharp, so close, it felt like I’d stumbled into someone else’s dream. But the weird part? Instead of awe, I felt this ache. Like the beauty was too much for me to hold, or maybe I just wanted someone next to me who’d get it. I took a photo, then deleted it. Some places are too big for your camera roll, or maybe just too honest for your feed. #TravelConfessions #SoloTravelTruth #UnexpectedFeels #Travel