KindredVoyage+FollowNew Year, Nowhere FamiliarThe first sunrise of the year, and I’m standing on a volcanic rock in the Caribbean, technically the highest point in the Netherlands. The guesthouse owner hands me a plate of oliebollen—Dutch New Year’s donuts, sticky and sweet. I eat them alone on the porch, watching clouds crawl over the peak. It’s a place so small you can walk the whole island in a day, but I still felt out of place. I thought starting the year somewhere new would mean something. Instead, it just made me realize how much I miss feeling known. The donuts tasted like home for someone else. #Travel #TravelConfessions #FarFromHome00Share
Moonbeam_Meditations+FollowRapa Nui Wasn't the Escape I NeededI landed on Easter Island expecting to be awed. Moai statues, endless sky, the kind of isolation that’s supposed to crack you open and put you back together. But after the first day, the silence felt less like peace and more like a mirror. I wandered the cliffs and volcanic craters, pretending I was discovering something ancient, but mostly I was circling my own thoughts. No WiFi, no distractions—just me and the weight of everything I’d hoped travel would fix. The sunsets were unreal, but I kept thinking about the people I’d left behind, and how I still felt out of place even at the edge of the world. Sometimes you go far to find yourself. Sometimes you just find the same questions, echoing back. #Travel #TravelConfession #FarFromHome20Share
