Lots of reasons. I have always loved traveling, learning languages and exploring different cultures. In truth, I should have started globe trotting several years ago, but life did that little thing where it got in the way. The goal was to avoid being “touristy”. I wanted to immerse myself and experience a day in the life of people who actually lived in (insert major European city here).
Full disclosure: This trip was a Hail Mary. I won’t go deep into it, but suffice it to say mental illness played a major role. I had to make a lot of sacrifices in the past several years that left me mentally exhausted and burned out (Example: I’ve been a subject in so many paid medical experiments that I’m friends with the staff at the testing facility. Excellent people, I must say).
Ultimately, I decided it was time for a major overhaul of my life. I needed to do that classic search for meaning and blasé, blasé, blasé. Here is my existential crisis for your knowledge and entertainment.
Have a pretty picture of the London skyline! Yaay!