Last year, I told everyone Switzerland was the most beautiful place I’d ever seen. I meant it. The mountains were so clean they felt unreal, like someone had Photoshopped the air. I thought I’d peaked early—that I’d found my favorite country, and the rest of my passport would just be collecting stamps, not memories. Then I landed in Norway. It wasn’t just the fjords or the midnight sun. It was the way the silence made me feel like I’d never really listened before. I kept thinking: how many places have I already written off, just because I thought I’d seen the best? Turns out, the world doesn’t care about my rankings. It just keeps opening up, whether I’m ready or not. #TravelRealizations #NoBestCountry #KeepExploring #Travel