At this point, my love of travel was just beginning, so I was oblivious to just how beautiful Croatia is. I quickly discovered Dubrovnik had the most beautiful old town and plenty of things to do. Soon, our supposedly relaxing holiday was ever so slightly hijacked by my desire to explore.
I've well and truly opened my tear duct flood gates and that's fine with me. Crying is so cathartic; I'm metaphorically shedding my misery with my tears. If I try to hold in my tears, it actually makes my head and face ache. For me it feels more healthy to let myself feel rather than try to fight it.
Going up the Eiffel Tower is probably the most touristy thing you could do in Paris, but I don't care, I love it. There is something magical about being atop one of the most iconic buildings in the world, looking down at a beautiful city glittering in the night.
Bath has a lot of beautiful Georgian architecture, so it's lovely to wander around. The Circus and The Royal Crescent are famous landmarks, they consist of grade I listed townhouses, arranged in a curve. I know it sounds boring, but it's actually pretty.
Not only is it home to the popular cheese in the Britain, but it also has the the biggest gorge in Britain, and is where Britain's oldest complete skeleton was found. Cheddar is great if you're interested in nice scenery, history... and cheese.
The staff are arguably the best thing about the bar, they're lively, informal and theatrical. Don't be alarmed if you see the bar staff doing any of the following: forcing shots down each others throats, or giving customers free shots, or doing body shots, or fire-breathing...
Iceland has the most unique landscapes I've ever seen. Lava fields, glaciers, volcanoes, hot springs, waterfalls, and so on. They all seem to flow seamlessly into each other: if I believed in God, I'd consider him a fantastic landscape architect, but isn't it even more incredible that these sights are entirely natural wonders, and a testament to incredible power of our world?
I have moments of pure, undiluted joy where I smile, laugh, cry. A "thank fuck I didn't give up, I am so grateful for this life" moment. Most of these have happened while I've been exploring a new country. I would guess it is the combination of the beauty of our world and the gratitude that I can not only see and experience it, but I can do so without my vision being obstructed by depression.