Everyone told me Prague would be the city that changed me. Gothic spires, cobblestone streets, the kind of beauty that’s supposed to hit you in the chest. But standing on Charles Bridge at sunrise, camera in hand, I felt… blank. Not sad, not awed—just numb. I kept waiting for that moment, the one where you suddenly get it, where the city wraps you up and makes you feel alive. Instead, I watched tour groups shuffle by and wondered if something was wrong with me. Maybe it’s not the city. Maybe it’s just me, expecting too much from a place that owes me nothing. I took the photo anyway. Never posted it. #Travel #TravelDiscomfort #NotEveryTripHeals