I used to travel a lot!
When I was a kid we mostly travelled in Norway, Sweden or Denmark as we didn’t have that much money. And of course we went to our family cabin in the mountains (in Norway). My grandparents owned it, and we used to go there with aunts, uncles and cousins. I loved that! We still have the place, but my grandparents died a long time ago now.
I’ve been other places in Europe as well. On holiday either as a teenager or grown up. Germany, France (both Southern France and Paris), Italy, Belgium, Luxembourg, the Netherlands, Estonia, England (London, mostly) and Barcelona in Spain.
We’ve had school trips to Normandie in France, Poland, Czech Republic and Hungary and I had an international job where I travelled quite a lot to the Netherlands, Poland and Spain.
As I got older I travelled more with friends- sometimes to places I went before, but also new places. Reykjavik in Iceland, Thailand (backpacking), New York City, Monaco.
I also had some family trips as a grown up, visiting family in the US (New York, Connecticut, Arizona, Utah and California). I’ve also been the island Madeira, in Portugal.
I haven’t travelled at all the last couple of years, but I stopped traveling before COVID. After working international for so many years I didn’t feel like traveling was “being on vacation” anymore. Airports and hotel rooms just reminded me of work, whereas being at home with nothing to do was way more relaxing.
I do appreciate traveling though. I love how you just get close to different cultures, languages and beliefs. It really challenges your perspectives on things, and if you’re open for it I find that the experience can make you understand that your own perspective is far from the only one out there and almost never the right one, tbh.