My happiest memory is when I flew to another country by myself for the first time as an adult (back in 2015) and was a visitor in a part of this world that I did not speak the language verbally, but, food is language and connected with the chefs, locals and people there by sharing smiles and helping each other. Even though I was out of my own "comforts", I felt comfortable and grateful for being there and finding ways to connect with them and them with me even if we are from different parts of this Earth; we still came together and I still cherish that deeply.
What is your happiest memory?
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user1028241235:
Very cool blog... my happiest memory, it was my first trip just with my friends to Rio de Janeiro, it was magicalš
glane6355:
What a great testimony, to the wonders of traveling and escaping your comfort zone. Way to be adventurous! I have not been out of the states, but going out west, all by my lonesome, Ā into the desert was eye-opening.