Look at that cute, little, teenage Chelsea. Here’s one of my favorite pictures of me standing underneath the Eiffel Tour in Paris, France. It’s nighttime, therefore the monument is glittering, and I have just taken a boat ride down the Seine, watching it sparkle. Me, at fifteen, here, in Paris. I could not believe this was my life. So here I stand, acne ridden, braces and all, but that excitement and life glittering in my eyes is what I still feel today, more than a decade later, when I explore. What a time to be alive! Traveling lets me fall in love everyday; with different cultures, food, architecture, new friends, but most importantly, traveling lets me fall in love with myself.
So that’s why I travel.
And here I am to write about it, because I want to invite you to be thrilled at the experiences you are offered in this life, and to fall in love with every single one of them, even when things don’t work out the way you think you should. Because we all know when we travel, things are not always the way we imagined them to be and we are not as smart as we think we are.