Oh, how I love being a 'gringa'

When I was younger I used to think about the rest of the world as something dangerous, and something that was way too big and scary.
Sometimes I still do to be fair.
Sometimes just getting out of bed in the morning seems like a scary thing to do.
The days when you know there's nothing to do, and you don't feel like doing anything. These mornings are always rainy. And you never want to wear your raincoat and boots. But... you have to. Just like you have to take chances and risks to feel like a cool cat.

Honestly, I'm not a cool cat. I might actually be the complete opposite of a cool cat. But there is one cool thing about me. A thing that has always impressed myself quite a lot.
I am not afraid of anything new.
Pretty cool for a not-so-cool cool cat? Yes, indeed.

Trying out new and unknown food? I got it.
Getting lost at a new place you have never been before?That's me.
Saying goodbye to my friends and family to explore new places of the world? Don't sweat it - I got this one.

One of my amazing qualities when traveling, is actually this one. You will never see me eating at the same burger place at Kho Chang. Actually you will never see me at a burger place at Kho Chang. Or... I might take back that "never". Been there, done that, ended up with a restroom visit, which lasted for just about 5 days.

If you have ever seen How I Met Your Mother, you know what Barney Stinson always says. New is always better. I agree, to some extension of course.

Traveling new places is one of the mist amazing feelings. You don't really know what you're going in to, but that's what makes it so exciting. Is this going to be your new favorite place? Or will it be the place, which you will always connect with bad memories?
You will never know, and I believe that's the beauty of life.
Because life is traveling, right? Or traveling is life? Either way, it means the same thing.
Both traveling and life is all about taking risks. If you don't you will always regret it.

My favorite destination of all times is a small - almost none-existing in fact - island in the middle of nowhere in Faroe Islands.
Which makes no sense.
Faroe Island is usually not my cup of tea. Their food tastes like smelly feet, and it's too windy up there.

But I love it simply because some of my greatest memories are from that island.

But I will probably never go back.
And that's the beauty of it. I might love it, but there's still ten thousand places to go.