The Beer Garden Was Perfect. I Wasn’t.

Hohenzollern Castle is the kind of place travel guides call ‘magical.’ The beer garden sits on a cliff, clouds drifting below, the whole valley stretched out like a painting. I sat there with a cold glass, surrounded by laughter and camera shutters, and felt absolutely nothing. It’s not that the view wasn’t stunning—it was. But sometimes, the more perfect the setting, the more obvious it is when you’re not okay. I kept waiting for the moment to feel as good as it looked. It never came. I finished my beer, took a photo I never posted, and left. Sometimes the world is beautiful, and you’re just not in it. #TravelConfessions #WhenTravelHurts #NotAlwaysOkay #Travel