poorly written by me during a “miss-my-exchange-year-so-badly” moment
"The cold winds from the north come to warm up my heart."
At rejse er at leve. To travel is to live, said Hans Christian Andersen, the most known Danish writer. I thought of adding some of my thoughts to H.C.’s and here’s the result:
To travel is to live. To travel is to learn. Learn more about yourself and about interaction, socializing, dealing with different folks. To travel is to connect with people and leave them. To travel is to doubt if you will ever see them again. To travel is to miss, miss your home, miss the places you’ve been, miss your own self, miss your friends. To travel is to adjust. To admire. To forget. To remember. To let go, to never let go. To grow. To lose. To earn. To learn. To live.