While you see pictures of me travelling happily like there’s no trouble, of course I have the down sides too. But I call them the fruits of travelling; the sour, the sweet, the bitter. There were countless stories of the sour and the bitter but mostly the sweet. I have experienced getting lost thousand of times, being ripped off for a high-priced food or souvenirs or stuff, being called a cheater for mistakenly cut in a line, having troubles at the airport for many simple reasons that i dont think necessary, having almost no money, being harshed at for no reason, having an overweight baggage, tired and super hurt feet while still had to drag luggages for like half an hour walking, and so on and so on. But on the other side, the journey also gave me lots of sweet stuff that can mostly be seen through the pictures. Either way, it’s all the fruit of travelling and it’s making me healthy. A journey all day keeps the doctors away.