We climbed Roys Peak expecting the view—everyone does. The internet is full of that same shot: blue lake, sharp ridgeline, someone with their arms out like they’re the first to arrive. But at the top, what hit me wasn’t awe. It was the wind, cold and loud, and the awkward shuffle of people taking turns for a photo. I watched a couple argue about angles, a solo hiker FaceTime their mom, someone else scroll through old notifications. Nobody lingered. We all snapped proof and hurried down, pretending the climb was the point. I never posted my photo. It felt like a secret: sometimes, the summit is lonelier than the climb. #Travel #TravelExpectations #UnfilteredJourneys